Special thanks to nikkijames for her help with this story.
Kim had just turned 22 and she was the descendant of an American father and a Japanese mother. She stood 5'5" and weighed 121 lbs. and from the back her long straight dark hair resembled her mothers Asian heritage. Her face, however, displayed characteristics of both parents. With brown eyes and full lips her face showed a strong American influence blended with her Asian beauty. Her smile was beautiful and definitely what people remembered after meeting her.
Kim was living on her own near campus and struggled from month to month but managed with a little help from her parents. She had been dating a guy, Stephen, she met her freshman year but only two days ago they broke up. They had their problems, like any other couple, and over the last year their relationship deteriorated too far to save. Neither one seemed too interested in fixing the problems but it still pained her to feel the loss. The comfort of a relationship is too often the reason problems go ignored and issues unsolved.
Kim decided to surprise her 3 friends who went up north skiing. They had invited her but she had already promised to do something with Stephen but that was no longer an issue.
Kim mulled it over as she threw some clothes in a bag. Her main problem with Steve was that he was always trying to change her. He was never happy with the way she was especially with sex. He was constantly trying to get her to do things she had never done before and would get pissed if she didn't do it. In retrospect he wasn't the first boyfriend that felt this way.
Kim paused for a moment.
'Perhaps it's not them?
' She thought.
'Am I really that much of a prude?
' That stung her. Her parents were quite strict in her upbringing and Kim hadn't experienced many of the things that her friends had. Not to mention it was driven into her that sex had to wait. Plenty of time for that when you're married. Suddenly her head was filled with the strict teachings of her parents. She shook her head: she hated this. It was one thing to be firm but her parents were too strict and she always regretted the things she had missed. She knew they just wanted to protect her but it took too much from her and now, 22 years later, she was struggling with issues most other women didn't have.
It wasn't that she was afraid to try the things that Steve wanted but she was always worried about what people would think. That was always what her parents were worried about and they drove it in to her head.
Shaking her head she moved on. She quickly finished throwing things in the Jeep and ten minutes later her skis were securely locked in the rack. It was nearly 4PM and if she didn't delay she could be there by 8PM.
It was already getting dark as she left her apartment. Kim drove to a local drug store to pick up some incidentals. She filled her cooler with beer and put it on the floor behind her seat then tossed her bag on the floor. Closing the rear door she turned to open the drivers door and nearly bumped into somebody walking right behind her.
"Oh. Excuse me." Kim said.
"It's OK." The girl said. "My fault."
Kim was staring at a woman who looked to be about 35. She was about the same height as Kim and had dark hair, blue eyes, and probably weighed about 160lbs. She had a backpack on and a duffle bag slung over her shoulder.
"Going skiing?" She pointed to the skis.
"Yeah." Kim said. "Boyne." In Michigan it is about the best they have.
"Hi." She held out her hand. "My name is Laura."
"Hi. Kim." Kim shook it.
"I was wondering if you could give me a lift?" Laura said.
'Great!
' Kim thought. She really didn't want to have anybody tagging along especially somebody she didn't know. She was looking forward to a long drive with nothing more then music as her company.
"Umm." Kim began. "Laura I really don't think." But she was cut off.
"Look Kim." Laura looked around and continued. "I really need a ride out of here." Swinging her duffle bag around and Kim jumped a little at the sudden move by Laura. In the brief instant Kim looked down and just happen to glimpse a shiny tube flash into view. The bag wasn't zipped completely closed and the light from the store glimmered off the metallic object.
Immediately panic set in because the first thing Kim thought of was a gun. Shock covered her face and she froze.
Laura leaned a little closer and said with a smile. "I need a lift."
"Please don't hurt me." Kim said as steady as she could muster.
"Don't be silly." Laura said. "Get in."
Kim was suddenly filled with fear. Every story she had ever heard about kidnapping ran through her head. She got behind the wheel and Laura hopped into the back seat.
"Go." Laura said. As Kim put it in gear she wasn't so far out of it to see that Laura was in a hurry. She was obviously in a hurry to vacate the area but why?
It only took fifteen minutes for Kim to reach the freeway and soon they were cruising north at highway speeds. Nothing was said as they drove but Kim was thinking how she could bring attention to herself. How she could get to her cell phone and call for help? A number of options scrolled across her brain but each offering a hint of danger that she wasn't sure she wanted to chance. She didn't know what Laura was up too yet and perhaps it would be a short uneventful drive? Finally Laura spoke.
"I can see you are nervous." She said. "Don't worry. If you drop me off on your way you will never see me again."
"Ok." Kim said nervously.
"Look." Laura said. "I appreciate it." Kim couldn't see her face but it almost seemed as if she were smiling at Kim's fear. "I will pay you for your trouble."
"I don't want your money I just want you to leave me alone." Kim was still nervous but for some reason she didn't feel life threatened. Maybe if she did as Laura asked then everything will be just fine and then when she dropped her off she could report her to the local authorities.
"So tell me Kim." Laura spoke again. "Where you from?"
"From Michigan." She said.
"Oh." Laura said. "You look Part Asian."
"Yes." Kim said. "My mother is Japanese, father is American."
"Ahhhh." Laura said. "What do you do?"
Kim was deliberately giving short answers and she couldn't figure out why Laura was so casual. She was acting like this was a social trip. Kim suddenly heard the heavy zipper of Laura's duffle bag and she quickly said.
"Student. I am a student at Oakland."
"Really." Laura said. "What are you studying?" She began to pull things from her duffle as they spoke. Kim couldn't see much but it looked like she was changing as they talked.
"I am a business major." Kim continued.
"Yeah? How far along are you?"
"I'm a senior." Kim said.
Laura continued to ask questions and as time passed Kim became more curious as to what she was doing. If she were changing it sure was taking her a long time.
"So do you have any brothers or sisters?" Laura asked as she suddenly rolled over the seat back and into the front seat.
Kim did a double take: this was not the girl that crawled into the back seat. Laura now had long wavy blonde hair and the short black hair was gone. She was wearing a tight yellow shirt and blue jeans and she couldn't weigh 110lbs. This woman looked nothing like the woman that she first saw.
Noticing Kim's face Laura said. "It was necessary. This is the real me."
"Why the disguise?" Kim said.
"Long story." Laura said. "So tell me Kim? Any boyfriends?" Laura continued with her questioning.
"Huh." Kim was staring. Laura was stunning. She was wearing tight jeans and a tight yellow shirt with no bra. Her nipples could easily be seen standing hard against the cold and her feet covered with thick wool socks rested on the dashboard. "Oh. No. We broke up a few days ago."
"Why?" Laura pried.
"I don't know." Kim found it distracting to talk to her. She was one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen.
"Sure you do." Laura said. There was a long pause and Kim couldn't help but tear up. She knew the break was necessary but it still hurt and now this was happening to her. All she wanted was to go join her friends and forget about guys for a while. Now she had to deal with this situation.
