"O.K. babe, that's just a taste of what I've got in store for you, for the next few days. You, sweet thing, are going to be the blanket that keeps me warm at night. Now, fix me some food, while I do some more planning."

I opened the refrigerator and found some frozen TV dinners, turning on the oven, I looked for the opportunity to do something, but he was busy tying Chrissy to a chair, and gagging her, and watching me closely at the same time.

"No tricks, or the kid gets it. You're too dangerous. By the way, where did you learn to shoot like that?”

"In the Marines . . ." I replied sarcastically, though truthfully.

"Don't get wise with me, sister" he came back bluntly.

"I'm sorry."

"Well, maybe I'd better not take any chances." he said thoughtfully. "You might have another gun under that soft little dress. Take it off."

"NO...!"

"Don't be shy, baby, we're all grownups!" With a leap he was over to me and with a grab, he had hold of the bodice and was stretching and pulling till the lovely angora dress was reduced to tatters.

"Now see what you did. If you had taken it off nice like I wanted you to, you'd have something to wear, and now you'll have to be half naked! Are you going to be nice or is the rest of it going to be ripped off you too? I don't mind a little rape, myself and you seem like you could be a little hellcat, especially in bed."

Once more he advanced toward me, I was standing there in my bra, and slip waiting for the next move and stalling for precious time. I had my plan outlined, but I needed the proper moment to do the needed thing.

"Wait, I'll take off the rest." I said slowly.

"That's a good girl. I'll just stand here and cheer you on."

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