1 Melanie

"It's fucking freezing of here. Guess the warning the weather out in the god forsaken town was no joke."

*sigh*

"And this tall fine chocolate idiot that is my chauffeur, I told him to be here half an hour ago. For the first time in years I tried and he is late."

As the wind hugs body, Melanie, tugs on the A -line skirt that barely made its coverage available to her thighs. The constant assault from dust particles had turned her pale white skin to a light red blush. As she swung her jacket, her arm lightly brushed against her 38 D breasts.

"Thought we'd have some fun tonight girl but... Men, never there when you them."

She continued slowly running the tip of her right index over her left nipple, letting the wine red satin of her blouse reach out and waken every nerve. Just then a brisk icy breeze found its way up her slender beautifully toned thighs and though the lace lingerie that hugged firm squat-given ass. The gentle per-rousing, beckoned her to let herself go for a moment and like a sign from heaven the few people lingering on the street seemed to vanish right at that second. There were no parked cars, none approaching.

"Must be fate."

Sucking in her already tight stomach, she slipped her hand down her skirt and allowed her finger to fondle her now pulsating pussy. She was no stranger to masturbating in public but this felt different....better. She tried to stays in control but the immense pleasure she now felt was more than she could control and as she gave in her head slumped back ,while her mouth gave birth to an eruption gentle low moans.

She leaned up against a lamp pole to steady herself. With no one in sights, she was in for the long haul. I was might a minute later when she caught a whiff of a mans perfume. It seemed familiar enough to make her smile but not enough to stop.

*Maybe this could happen.*

When the hand wrapped around her face she barely registered what was happening until the final three seconds then everything went dark.

The calming scent of lavender and cherry blossoms tickled her senses. She felt the life and energy slowly flood through every cell in her body. She wanted to panic but the aroma that filled the air made it had to be that scared.

* I have heard first hand records of kidnappings when I was therapists and although it's only been a couple minutes, I am yet to feel endangered. Not a trace of dankness in the air. No damp ,cold floors. Floors. Where is the floor?*

She had been so consumed by thinking, that only now was the slight tingling pains at her shoulder, hips,spine and cramped knees begun to make their selves known. She tried to readjust her limbs and found that there was ease left for her. As she shook trying to loose body, it begun to sway and that's when she was hit with the realization that she was off the ground. There was a light jingling chains the seem to descend from far above her and yet, no fear could or even tried to escape her.

Almost on cue, there was a low buzz accompanied by an eminence yet gentle vibration inside her. With an understanding smile she let out a soft moan and gave in.