Backseatbangers Above All

     Clarissa regained consciousness slowly. Pain accompanied backseatbangers every muscle contration; even breathing was agony backseatbangers. She was adrift in a sea of pain. She tried backseatbangers to open backseatbangers her eyes backseatbangers, but was prevented from backseatbangers doing so by a crust of backseatbangers dry cum. She felt backseatbangers nasty all over. The laughter of twenty teenage boys still rang in backseatbangers her ears. Finally, the realization that she had backseatbangers been raped and left for dead enraged her enough to lend strength to her rubbery muscles. She rolled off backseatbangers her back onto her belly, and after resting for about ten minutes, she was able to backseatbangers pull herself forward some. She headed uphill, toward the exit. Whenever she felt her strength failing, she backseatbangers thought about how the boys had waylaid her, dragged her into the underground parking garage, and then had used their switchblade backseatbangers knives to cut backseatbangers her clothing from her body in itty bitty strips backseatbangers. She wanted help. She wanted justice, but above all backseatbangers, she wanted revenge backseatbangers. Each pull brought her about a foot closer to her goal. She was on the third jpg level below ground. Each level was about a backseatbangers hundred yards long. One pull roughly every ten minutes. Even if it took her a week, she was getting out. After three hours, Clarissa was exhausted. Even her rage failed her. She wouldn't have even known backseatbangers she had fallen backseatbangers asleep had she not been awakened by the sound of footsteps. She tried to cry out, but backseatbangers all she managed was a feeble squeak. In the backseatbangers hollow emptiness of the backseatbangers garage, it was apparently enough, for after only a minute backseatbangers, Clarissa felt strong backseatbangers hands on her, lifting her backseatbangers to a backseatbangers sitting position. She backseatbangers was carefully sheathed in a coat and lifted from the concrete. She managed backseatbangers to squeak backseatbangers out backseatbangers a "thank you."
     
     "Would you believe almost three months?" he backseatbangers asked.
     "'Bout backseatbangers time you asked. I jpg'm backseatbangers Phil. Phil Grimble." With that, Phil pulled back the covers, revealing backseatbangers the beautiful silk gown he had dressed her backseatbangers in.
     "I'm Clarissa." she said. Phil smiled and pulled Clarissa off the bed. She was amazed at how wobbly she backseatbangers was, but then, three months of inactivity could do that to a person. Using Phil for balance, she picked backseatbangers up backseatbangers her right foot and put it down in front of the left. She supported herself on Phil's shoulder as she made her way to jpg the other side of the room, one step at a time.
     "Freeze." Phil called from the entrance backseatbangers. Clarissa found herself suddenly immobile. Phil put his grocery bags into the chair backseatbangers, then backseatbangers removed the notebook deftly from Clarissa's frozen fingers. "You do realize I can't let you continue like this, don backseatbangers't you?" he asked. Clarissa's backseatbangers mind jpg never backseatbangers registered the sensation backseatbangers of the backseatbangers touch, or backseatbangers where she had jpg been touched, but she knew that he had touched her, and backseatbangers she jpg had gone limp. She was set backseatbangers onto the backseatbangers table backseatbangers, strapped backseatbangers down, and backseatbangers hooked up to a machine. Clarissa lay backseatbangers helpless as all memories pertaining to this place or its contents were systematically deleted.
     Clarissa and Phil went back to the latter 's home. Clarissa's apartment backseatbangers would already be occupied by someone else, she realized. She jpg had been away for far too long to get that backseatbangers back. Phil carried her up to her room backseatbangers as she backseatbangers thought of jpg how different backseatbangers her life was now. How would she get back into law backseatbangers school? How would she get backseatbangers back backseatbangers her stuff? As usual backseatbangers, she backseatbangers found backseatbangers that her fate rested in backseatbangers Phil's hands. He set her back on her feet, then closed the door behind them.