Garry Bishop
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Name: Sarah Boyton
Age:23
Eye Color: Green
Hair: Auburn
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 120
Occupation: Bar Tender
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Sarah sat in the living room of her small appartment. She was twenty three years old, lived alone, and worked at a bar called Joey's in upstate New York. Other than that there wasn't much to tell about her. At the moment she sat in her nice comfy recliner reading one of her romance novels. She knew she had to go to work soon bu she wanted to finish this chapter..that and the hero and heroine were in a prety hot scene that was getting her hot as well. Her eyes couldn't help but widen as she read the overly descriptive words the author was using in the sex act. The more she read the hotter she got and she could feel a dampness quickly building between her legs, along with a throbbing ache deep inside her as she became steadily aroused. As she read on one of her hands slowly and unconciously unsnapped the top button of her shorts and began pulling the zipper down. She didn't realize wht she was doing until after she had turned the page and her hand found it's way down into her panties and her finger pressed against her moistened slit. She nearly dropped the book as the plaure filled hiss of surprise escaped her lips and almost immediatley her finger slipped into her slit and stroked upwards bumping into her clit. She sucked in a breath..her cli was already swollen and throbbing. Now...Sarah had never had sex before...sure.yeah..she had had boy friends in he past..but they had all turned out to be jerks or real ass holes, and Sarah wanted to give herself to somone who realy deserved it..who she loved with all her heart. But if that somone was out there he sure wasn't in this town.
Just as she began to move her finger around her clit her eyes fell on the clock. "Damnit.." Sshe breathed out dissapointedly..it was time for her to go to work. Tonigh she would be working by herself..something she realy din't like to do. So she fasend her shors up and stood. As she walked out the door she grabbed her denim jacket and threw it on and stepped out into the night.
It didn' take long for her to arrive. The bar was just a couple of blocks from where she lived. Sepping inside she hung her jacket on a peg by the bar and stepped behind it. "Good night Jenn" She said as her friend walked out so she could take her shift. Jenn waved to her as she left. The bar was virtualy empty..only a handful of customers and most of them had already been served or were to drunk to stand. "Looks like another slow night..." Takig a seat behind the bar she sat and waited for anyone who might a drink or just sit and talk.
By Three in he morning and only one customer left..a guy that was really giving her the creeps..she decided i ws time to close for the nigh. It was a week night anyway and most of the buisness was done on weekends. "Excuse me..Sir.." She called out. He looked over at her and shrugged. "We're closing now.." She gave him a small smile as she started shuttting the lights off over the bar area. This guy had been here all night and was really creeping her. He was just sitting there and she felt like he was watching her. He was dressed in a beat up pair of jeans, an old shirt and a flannel cap. His face a jagged scar on it and his hair looked unkempt and oily. "Sir..I said we're closing.." The man looked over at her again and stood as he started heading for the door. "Then I think I'll help you close.." He said gruffly. He had made his way to the door quickly and as they looked at each other..she with a look of discomfort on her fce and he with a grin that was slowly turning sadistic..His hand went up to the lock and he turned it. "What are you doing?" She asked trying not to sound affraid but was unable to mask the shakiness of her voice. "I'm jus helping you close up..then I'm gonna help myself to some of you.." And then he started towards her. She began to back away and he shook his head as he reached inside his pants pocket and pulled out a K Bar knife. "I wouldn't run girly..not nice to run..." But she ran anyway.she began racing ot the other end of the bar. He on the other hand rushed in and vaulted over it grabbing her by the back of the hair. He was much stronger and faster than she was. Laughing he pulled her back against him as he put the blade of the kinife to her throat. "I told you..it's not nice to run.." Her eyes looked about franticaly, there had to be something she oculd do. "Help!! Help me somebody!!!!" She screamed in hopes that somone..anyone passing on the street would hear her.
Age:23
Eye Color: Green
Hair: Auburn
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 120
Occupation: Bar Tender
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Sarah sat in the living room of her small appartment. She was twenty three years old, lived alone, and worked at a bar called Joey's in upstate New York. Other than that there wasn't much to tell about her. At the moment she sat in her nice comfy recliner reading one of her romance novels. She knew she had to go to work soon bu she wanted to finish this chapter..that and the hero and heroine were in a prety hot scene that was getting her hot as well. Her eyes couldn't help but widen as she read the overly descriptive words the author was using in the sex act. The more she read the hotter she got and she could feel a dampness quickly building between her legs, along with a throbbing ache deep inside her as she became steadily aroused. As she read on one of her hands slowly and unconciously unsnapped the top button of her shorts and began pulling the zipper down. She didn't realize wht she was doing until after she had turned the page and her hand found it's way down into her panties and her finger pressed against her moistened slit. She nearly dropped the book as the plaure filled hiss of surprise escaped her lips and almost immediatley her finger slipped into her slit and stroked upwards bumping into her clit. She sucked in a breath..her cli was already swollen and throbbing. Now...Sarah had never had sex before...sure.yeah..she had had boy friends in he past..but they had all turned out to be jerks or real ass holes, and Sarah wanted to give herself to somone who realy deserved it..who she loved with all her heart. But if that somone was out there he sure wasn't in this town.
Just as she began to move her finger around her clit her eyes fell on the clock. "Damnit.." Sshe breathed out dissapointedly..it was time for her to go to work. Tonigh she would be working by herself..something she realy din't like to do. So she fasend her shors up and stood. As she walked out the door she grabbed her denim jacket and threw it on and stepped out into the night.
It didn' take long for her to arrive. The bar was just a couple of blocks from where she lived. Sepping inside she hung her jacket on a peg by the bar and stepped behind it. "Good night Jenn" She said as her friend walked out so she could take her shift. Jenn waved to her as she left. The bar was virtualy empty..only a handful of customers and most of them had already been served or were to drunk to stand. "Looks like another slow night..." Takig a seat behind the bar she sat and waited for anyone who might a drink or just sit and talk.
By Three in he morning and only one customer left..a guy that was really giving her the creeps..she decided i ws time to close for the nigh. It was a week night anyway and most of the buisness was done on weekends. "Excuse me..Sir.." She called out. He looked over at her and shrugged. "We're closing now.." She gave him a small smile as she started shuttting the lights off over the bar area. This guy had been here all night and was really creeping her. He was just sitting there and she felt like he was watching her. He was dressed in a beat up pair of jeans, an old shirt and a flannel cap. His face a jagged scar on it and his hair looked unkempt and oily. "Sir..I said we're closing.." The man looked over at her again and stood as he started heading for the door. "Then I think I'll help you close.." He said gruffly. He had made his way to the door quickly and as they looked at each other..she with a look of discomfort on her fce and he with a grin that was slowly turning sadistic..His hand went up to the lock and he turned it. "What are you doing?" She asked trying not to sound affraid but was unable to mask the shakiness of her voice. "I'm jus helping you close up..then I'm gonna help myself to some of you.." And then he started towards her. She began to back away and he shook his head as he reached inside his pants pocket and pulled out a K Bar knife. "I wouldn't run girly..not nice to run..." But she ran anyway.she began racing ot the other end of the bar. He on the other hand rushed in and vaulted over it grabbing her by the back of the hair. He was much stronger and faster than she was. Laughing he pulled her back against him as he put the blade of the kinife to her throat. "I told you..it's not nice to run.." Her eyes looked about franticaly, there had to be something she oculd do. "Help!! Help me somebody!!!!" She screamed in hopes that somone..anyone passing on the street would hear her.