* * * *
“What are we going to do?” Keiffer asked Garret as they sat in the cabin. He was holding a cloth filled with ice to his nose.
“We wait it out. We can try again another night. She’ll come around. I know she will.”
“You’re crazy. Those guys caught us. They probably called the cops and are looking for us right now.”
“Let them come. We didn’t do anything. We roughed her up a bit. She’ll press charges and we’ll get off with a slap on the wrist. They got nothing more.”
“How can you be so calm? What about the others? The heat’s been on us for months now. We nearly got arrested the last time. It was a close call tonight.”
“I want her. I want Sally, and I think she’s going to be the last one for quite some time.”
“Why her? What makes her so special?” Keiffer asked.
“Besides the obvious, she’s reserved and she doesn’t sleep around. The others were loose. They were weak and easily charmed. Sally is different. She’s everything I want in a woman. Big tits, firm, round ass, sexy smile, and big green eyes. I fucking love her eyes. She’s going to be my one and only. I’m going to get her, take her out of Texas, and you can join us or you can do whatever you want.”
“And the cops?”
“Fuck them. They haven’t been able to prove anything before, they won’t be able to now. A slap on the wrist, I’m telling you, Keiffer. Then, we’ll start planning our move. We’ll break down Sally’s defenses, just like we broke down Tara’s.”
Keiffer chuckled.
“Yeah, and we thought that the fact she had a kid nearly ruined our chances for some fun that night.”
Garret smiled. “Using the kid to get her to drop the rape charges was a great idea. She knew we could get to him. Threatening his life saved ours.”
“I guess I’m in. I’m ready to leave this state. She is pretty hot stuff and very feminine, too. But she sure can pack a hell of a right hook. I think she broke my fucking nose.”
Garret chuckled.
“You can see a doctor tomorrow. Right now, I want to start throwing out some ideas. They need to be good. She’s the one, Keiffer. She’s going to be our sex slave.”
“I love it. She’ll be tied up and ready to play whenever we want some.”
“That’s right, and there won’t be anyone to hear her cries where I plan on taking her.”
“Where’s that?”
“A nice private little cabin in the woods. Fishing, streams, and wildlife, and most importantly, not a soul around for miles.”
“Nice.”
“We just need to be patient, Keiffer. Let things die down a little then stir them up, let them die down again, then strike when it’s least expected. Our little green-eyed gem is going to be all ours very soon.”
* * * *
Steven sat in the passenger seat of Mason’s truck. He couldn’t get the sick, concerned feeling out of his system. He was so worried about what they would see and find out about Sally. How badly was she hurt? Who did this to her? Was she alone and scared? He ran his hand through his brown, crew-cut hair. He had always been there to protect her whenever there was a potential situation.
“Mason, I feel sick. I mean, I am so worried and so angry right now I’m shaking. How could this happen? How could Sally have been assaulted?”
“I know. I’m seeing red and I’m worried, too. We’ll get to the bottom of this. We’ll see what we can do.”
“I want to do more than that. I want to find out who’s responsible and take care of it. She’s a sweet, young woman. She’s special.”
“I know.”
Steven saw Mason grip the steering wheel then turn onto the side street where the women lived.