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Part One:
"No Alex... You know that I really want to wait until my wedding day." Joanne Olson said softly and shook her golden red hair irritably away from her soft green eyes, her nice average-sized breasts jiggled with the movement.
Alex Burtin sighed for a long moment, his brown hair blowing softly in the summer wind. "I just don't know if I can wait that long, after all, we've been dating for a whole year and not only that but we've known each other for a good two years now!"
They were walking through a fairly run down neighborhood which was unusual for a young white preppy couple. The neighborhood wasn't all that far from Alex's place, like two miles to be exact and it was an overall good place to just get away from mundane worries. Besides, his car was parked just around the corner if any serious trouble showed up which Alex was inclined to doubt but did it nevertheless for his girlfriend's sake.
Joanne came to a halt, stopping her boyfriend in midstride and let out a frustrated sigh. Carefully looking directly into his hazel eyes, she spoke these words carefully so as not to hurt his feelings, "I just have a problem making love before we're married. I mean you knew before we started dating I am a strong believer in good Christian ethics and to have sex before marriage is wrong!"
Alex knew by the way she said this that to approach it anymore would just spark a fight and this was the furthest thing from his mind. He and Joanne very rarely quarreled but when they did it was usually long and bitter, and worse yet accomplished nothing. One thing he hated more than anything was fighting, especially over something that had already been gone over so many times. Several times he seriously considered leaving her for another girl but realized he would never forgive himself if he did.
As they continued walking in silence, a frusterated Alex thinking of having to wait until their wedding day, when a loud whistle interrupted his thoughts and Joanne gave a cry of surprise.
"Hey! Look, it's a preppy white bitch and a white boy walking in a place where they don't belong." A tall, at six feet tall and at least and young-looking black guy said this as he came out of an old looking shack that was run down with weeds and over-grown grass.
"What do you think we should do, Jerome?" A deeper voice asked as an even taller looking black man who looked to be all muscle came out casually from the same area.
"I say we take these two out to some special place. What do you say, TJ?"
Alex was not in the mood to take crap from anyone right now but at the same time he knew better than to mess with these guys. They looked to be like stone cold felons who just wanted to find an excuse to hurt someone. Also by comparing his much smaller frame to their rock solid builds, he knew he would never have a chance if it came down to a physical confrontation.
So instead of trying to say any smartass comment that might get them both killed, he grabbed his girlfriend's hand and proceeded to back up with her in tow trying to ignore her whimpers of fear.
"Look, we don't want any trouble here, all we're doing is walking through. So, please, just let us go," Alex said nervously. Steering his girlfriend back into the general direction where they had parked, hoping that neither one of these guys had a weapon.
Alex was in for a big shock. TJ reached casually in the back of his pocket and pulled out a forty-four magnum his brown eyes meaning business. "Both of you stop right where you fucking are or I will kill you both."
They stopped obediently, Alex's face pasty white and eyes full of terror while his girlfriend screamed and backed up against Alex, holding on to him for dear life.
"Just take our things and leave us!" Joanne said, teary eyed as the fear of being shot grew.
"Everything will be all right if you both just shut up and come with us into our nice little house," Jerome said pulling out his own gun, his eyes just as heartless as his friend's.
Neither Alex nor Joanne had much choice but to obey; so Alex and his love meekly followed these hard looking black men, both of them too scared to do anything but obey.
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The fear in the living room was thick as Alex sat meekly on a wooden chair as TJ tied him firmly down with rope, all the while holding a gun to his head.
Joanne watched all of this while struggling fiercely against her assailant in the middle of the room with a horrified expression on her beautiful face which matched perfectly how she felt inside. Never in all her life had she felt so terrified, knowing they had guns was even worse especially since she absolutely detested them.
"Stop strugglin' or I'll blow ya fuckin' brains out!" Jerome ordered angrily, his thumb cocking the trigger back. Feeling defeated, Joanne stopped her feeble struggles and bowed her head down in submission.
"Now take your clothes off nice and slow so me and my buddy TJ over there can see what you're made of, and you better do a good job or we'll casterate your little white boyfriend."
"Don't do it Joanne! These bastards are bluffing, they don't have the guts to do such a thing." Alex yelled trying to get out of the tight ropes.
TJ, smirking pointed his gun at the direction of Alex's groin and said, "Would you like to make a wager on it?"
Joanne bit her lip as she looked over at her boyfriend and knew she had very little choice in the matter so she hesitantly took off her necklace her boyfriend given her as a birthday present as well as her other jewelry and dropped it on the floor.
"I'll do it if you let us go afterwards and promise not to hurt me or my boyfriend," Joanne said, tears falling down her cheeks.