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trapped in a cocoon that removed the resistance she needed to turn or shuffle her bound body to search out a way to cut through the tape.   She was basically held immobile, submerged in flannel that held a hint of cologne, and unable to move from where the man had left her.
    Tiana tried to calm herself enough to search her mind for news she had heard about the man.   Like most young people caught up in their world of too much input, she realized how little she had paid attention.   Tiana remembered hearing snatches of conversations on campus regarding conflicting stories about vehicles, and that none of the girls had been found… dead or alive.   The last thing she heard was something about an old pickup truck, and she remembered that she had briefly stereotyped the abductor as an older unkempt man… the sort that her mother seemed to constantly be inclined to bring home.   Never did Tiana consider that the man would be dangerously handsome and cruising the dark highways in a black monster of a truck.   Basically, Tiana could think of nothing accurate that had described the man or his semi, and she became more frightened and depressed as she realized that the chances of her being rescued were slim.
    For some reason, she had the idea the man was not going to kill her, but that left only one other reason for her capture.   Tiana rationalized in her mind that she could live through forced sex, but what were his plans for her afterwards?   She remembered close to twenty abductions, and it seemed impossible that the truck driver had kept all of them, unless the girls he had kidnapped were imprisoned somewhere or the trucker had partners waiting at the end of this trip… Tiana’s mind froze.   Was the man capturing the girls for someone else?
    Her legs began to ache again, and they pulled her thoughts away from the frightening assumptions she was drawing.   A brief flash of the fantasies she used to dream up when she was having sex with Adam sliced through her mind.   How could she have used this painful reality of being bound to help her work herself up to climax?   There was nothing sexually exciting about having her circulation cut off for hours while the terrifying man drove her to an unknown future that could only promise more fear.
    The sun had moved over the glass, and she guessed it to be close to noon before the gears of the truck began to wind down.   They had traveled two states from where her car sat on its flat tire, and no one had discovered it yet.
    When the truck stopped, the man left the engine dieseling and he climbed into the back.   Tiana watched him come towards her.   She trembled and began to cry again while pressing into the soft bed to try to move away.   With her numb limbs pinned between her and the sinking mattress, she could not even roll over.   The man turned to close the heavy curtains, and the small cabin was sealed in darkness.   Tiana continued to scream, but in the back of her mind she knew that between the gag and the truck motor, she could not be heard.
    A small light came on, and Tiana turned her head in time to see the man pull a long knife out of his pocket.   Slasher… Highway Slasher.   Tiana moaned, certain that the man meant to kill her.   Instead, he turned her onto her stomach and she felt him pinch the material of her jeans together at the top of her thigh near her bottom.
    The knife pierced through, and Dillon widened the hole and grabbed and tore the leg off of the pants.   He needed the knife to cut the seams, but soon the girl was wearing uneven cutoffs.   Tiana felt the blade on one hip as he cut through her pants on both sides.   He yanked on the back belt loop, and the friction burned slightly as her shredded pants slid down her belly and between her legs.
    The sensible white bikini underwear she had opted to wear for camping, in place of her usual thong, came free even quicker, and she screamed when he pressed the flat side of the blade down between