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Carla has already fallen into the biker gang the Insurrection's. Hoping Hank will be her Knight in shining armor and extradite her out of the menacing situation.He doesn't have any reason not to.
Or does he?
"Hey, Tots, let’s have the key to the cleanest bungalow you got out back.”
Tots opened a draw under the bar and pulled out a key.
“Number three, been used only twice since the sheets was changed last week. Will that do?”
The keys were tossed high into the air. With one hand on the woman and the other free Hank snatched the keys in mid flight.
“Thanks, Tots, that’ll do.”
Pulling his plaything closer he said to her, “Come on, Princess, you and I got a date with destiny.”
No one saw the struggle as Carla tried to the defy him and yank free. It never slowed him down as Hank marched them both out the back door.
Outside Hank swung Carla around with his hand still holding hers tight he pulled in behind and yanked her up against his chest hard. Slamming her roughly enough he knocked some of the wind out of her lungs.
Carla about to scream her head off for help was stunned into silence when he said, “Princess.” Then laughing he added, “Ah, my little Princess.”
Even through the laughter Hank sounded different. He sounded calm, tender and not the least angry. She looked up at him
to see if she could tell what made him change his demeanor. What Carla saw was his lips about to reclaim hers. In confusion she let him kiss her as he wanted.
It annoyed her to find Hank’s kiss although firm it had a
tenderness to it. He didn’t break away. Her breathe changed to a slight panting. Carla began to return he kisses in earnest.
“What am I going to ever do with you?” Hank asked when he finally broke them apart.
“Let me go, Hank. Please, just let me walk away.”
“Well now, my name on your lips don’t sound none to bad to me. It’s been awhile since I heard it from a sweet voice like yours.”
Carla tried. Her goal was for him to see the wisdom of letting her go without harming her. Maybe she guessed right and Hank
might be her knight in shining armor after all.
Hank moved them toward the bungalow. Carla smoothly followed his lead. She didn't really have a choice not to for he still held her hand.
“Hank, I knew you weren’t like the others. I want to thank you for saving me from them. I…”
Her back was against the door. The hand that held the key now lifted her chin up.
“Princess, kiss me again.”
Thinking Hank wanted one last kiss before setting her free she put her arms around his neck and pulled his head to met hers. Noses touched a second before the couples lips rejoined in the goodbye kiss.
Hank’s body pressed firmly entrapping her as he continued to assault her delicious mouth. Carla was busy deciding if she should run to the left or the right once she was out of the
alley between the pub and its row of old buildings that long ago formed a motor court.
The key turned in the lock. Carla never heard it. But she did
hear him right after he pulled his hot moist lips from hers and say.
Carla felt the door open behind her and the air from the
closed up room was stale and foul smelling. Fear settled like a knot low in her stomach.
“No,” she yelled and raised her free hand the fight him off.
With the intent to rake Hank’s eyes out with her finger nails. She froze.
“Gee, Hank, you need us to help you get our little friend there inside. We be glad to help with other things too you know.”
Carla didn’t need to know who said it. She knew escape with or without his help escape now would be impossible. One of the other three would have her in a heart beat.
Taking a step backwards Carla entered the place she feared most. Hank followed her. She moved into the center of the room. Hank flipped on the switch next to the door and a desk lamp across the room flickered twice then stayed on without
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