was no longer beating down on the
roof of the cab with its incessant drumming.
She paused in the frantic kissing and looked
over Colin’s shoulder. Her body froze in shock at the sight which
met her eyes. The driver was turned in his seat to face them, and
there in his hand pointing unwaveringly at his passengers was a
handgun. The end of the barrel looked huge to her, a large black
gaping orifice from which could issue her death in a single
heartbeat.
She opened her mouth to scream but not a
sound came out as the driver held his finger up to his lips. Colin
was by now realising something was wrong from Jenny’s suddenly
frozen unresponsive posture and turned his head around to look in
the same direction. As soon as he caught sight of the driver’s gun
he too froze.
“Now I suggest you turn around and sit
straight please. No funny business, I’m very quick and very
accurate with this. If you know guns you will note the safety is
off and is a full automatic which carries a seven round clip.
Slowly now.”
Jenny realised her emotions were all over the
place as they both slowly un-entangled themselves and sat facing
the front of the taxi.
“Please . . . You can have all my money. I
haven’t got much cash on me but you can take the cards. I won’t
report them stolen.”
The driver overrode Colin with a laugh.
“Hell boy, I don’t want your money. If I
wanted money I could do better rolling drunks in Central Park.”
“Please let Jenny go.”
“That’s even funnier sonny. So that’s your
name girl. It’s you I want.”
Jenny’s eyes opened even wider in shock. She
tried to stammer something out but no sound beyond a low voiced
croak came out, barely audible to the driver. He grinned.
“Don’t worry girlie, I’m sure you’ll enjoy
what I have got planned, in fact I guarantee it.” He laughed
obscenely and then tensed and moved the pistol to point at Colin
who had tensed to jump him.
“Don’t try it son. You’ll lose and I’ll still
get the girl.”
Colin sank back into his seat with a look of
resignation on his face and cast a stricken look at his fiancé.
Deep inside her, her emotions churned as she fought to get control
of herself. She felt sick as she looked at the driver and realised
that he fully intended to rape her.
“Now, this is how it happens ok?”
They both nodded.
“You girlie, Jenny are going to slowly peel
those expensive clothes off so that I can have a good look at that
very nice body of yours. Make a wrong move and your boyfriend grows
another navel. One that he will bleed from profusely. Got it?” she
nodded. “You young man, Colin is it? You will sit very still and
watch your beautiful young lady get naked. Understood?”
They both nodded abjectly and Jenny bit her
lip. The dress buttoned all the way down to the waist at the front
and that part would be easy, not constrained by the confines of the
taxi. Getting it all the way off was going to be a problem
though.
Her hands went up to her neck and grasped the
first button and button hole. Her whole body shook as she
shivered.
“Don’t worry sweetie I can wait a long time.
Keep teasing, take it slow, it’s so much better.”
His mocking comment struck her like a
physical blow and she was having difficulty holding back the tears
as the first button slipped undone through her trembling fingers.
She glanced across at Colin as her hands moved down to the second
button and realised he was watching the impromptu show too. Rather
than watching for a chance to jump her would be rapist, he too was
staring as more of her neck and chest came into view as the second
button came undone.
Her emotions were still all over the place as
the third button came undone. She was afraid of what the rapist
would do to her. She was angry that Colin seemed more interested in
watching her than protecting her and she was feeling a strange
sense of pride that she could hold two men’s rapt attention simply
by flashing some cleavage.
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