Jeff Wheeler

mouth only pervaded. You couldn’t even plead for him to stop as the knife turned under your shirt and started to cut away. You started to struggle again but the knife turning again on your back made you stop immediately and you resumed the pleading. It wasn’t until he had your shirt and bra off completely that you stopped – resolute in your defiance. The cold was biting – your nipples quickly standing to attention. You were embarrassed, but he didn’t stop to feel you up. He was methodical. He continued down and further removed your pants and underwear. The shiver that you felt run down your spine as his nails scraped along your shoulders and his damp breath on the back of your neck seemed to travel all the way down to your body. You hated the feeling as