An attack, and a unexpected captive

You keep watching as you see the shadowy forms creep closer to the oblivious chattering girls. The one in the woods has now passed you, no more than fifteen feet away. You can discern four figures, but there may be more you haven't seen, and you keep your senses on high alert looking for others.

With sudden roars the shadowy figures leap forward. The girls shriek, jumping to their feet, their drinks spilling.

"Run!" Chanel's voice squeals and you see the girls bolting in different directions, their shrieks now sounding excited rather than frightened. Two of them run in your direction, one of streaking past the figure lunging for her in the dark, the other heading right for you. Before you can move or decide what to do she collides with you and you instinctively wrap your arms around her slender body.

She gives an excited squeal and struggles in your arms, her wriggling body arousing you. You hold her tight, one hand gripping a pert breast, the other wrapped around her waist.

"Oh God!" she squeaks, giggling excitedly. "Jeremy is that you? You are such a pervert."