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Paula guessed that he must have been about twenty five or so, and if you were just looking at him, he wasn’t bad looking at all! What impressed her the most about him, however, was his cat like reflexes, he seemed to move with an effortlessness that was truly amazing. When he was finished with her purse, he turned his attention back to her. “Stand up and get over here,” he ordered, all the time keeping his eyes glued to her body. She felt another chill go through her, only this one was sexual in nature, as she could feel his eyes looking right through her clothing. She was repulsed to be sure, but the sexual aura in the room could be cut with a knife. She definitely came from a white bread world, upper middle class, never deigning to mingle with the “little people”! The only sex she had ever had was with her lawyer husband, and they didn’t exactly have the most passionate relationship in the world, in their twenty three years of marriage, it was normally sex with the lights off, and her hubby on top, so at forty two, you could say that she had lived a very sheltered life. Now she was standing in the middle of a dingy dirty room, with an obviously unstable young man who had just robbed and kidnapped her. To top it all off, she was pretty sure that he was going to rape her or worse, and for some strange reason she didn’t feel terrified at all anymore.
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