Reclaiming Love

Going back home, packing quickly, getting ready to hightail it out of town before the cops comes kicking in my door. Walking out like I was going on a trip I made my way down the street without seeing a single cop car. Making my way to a shopping mall parking lot, picking out a car that seems so popular these days, breaking in and hot wiring it before anyone notices me. Even mall security is lackadaisical in its patrolling.

An hour later I out of state with the radio glued onto some all news station, so far there isn’t any mention of Karen or me. Maybe I was hasty fleeing like I did. Making up my mind i go to an internet cafe, surfing the radio stations of Karen’s state listening for any mention of her or me. Around midnight I go to an all-night diner getting something to eat before driving back reclaim Karen.

Waiting outside her dad’s apartment, no lights on, I make my way to the outside door.Taking a lockpick out, and putting my past skills to use have the door open in no time. Inside, all is dark and silent, sneaking around finding no one, not even a sign that anyone had been there anytime soon either. Making my way out, checking to make sure no cop were around I make my way to Karen’s apartment. There paydirt, a light on in her window and the silhouette of a body on the curtains. Getting out the binoculars I zero in just as the curtain is drawn aside and my angel peeks out.

Settling in for a long wait checking my watch three am, by three thirty the light goes out. Wondering if I should make my move now or wait to later. Impatient to be back between her thighs I do it, her keys still in my pocket I make my way to her apartment only to find a guard on her door. Not a real cop but a wannabe security guard with a little baton in a belt loop and about two hundred pounds stuffed into rayon pants.

Damn, not expecting that, but I wasn’t perturbed by it, nothing was going to keep me from Karen’s pussy any longer. Making my way back down the stairs finding a trashcan in the lobby, dropping in a match, a fire blossoms within seconds, the building fire alarm ringing. Apartments begin to empty, down the stairs comes many then my eyes spots Karen’s along with her father and fatso. Rushing out the back I get my stun gun from the back seat of the car.

Making my way around to the front I find Fatso and her dad staring as the fire department rolls up to the front of the building. Then there’s Karen a little way off to the left of my position. A thick coat covering her upper body ending just below her naked mid-thighs. My drool begins as I make my way to her side. She’s mesmerized by the flames and doesn’t see me, but she does feel the touch of the stun gun!, going limp in my arms. Crying out “Oh God look a child on the second floor balcony!”

All eyes turn to look and I take that time to walk away with my Karen in my arms. Putting her in the car, duct taping over her mouth, zip tying her hands and legs, opening her coat catching a glimpse of a red satin nightie. Settling in waiting for the fire department to leave, I pull in behind the last truck leaving, making my way back to the interstate. Once more crossing the state line, with her. But this time I have no plans on going back. On the back seat Karen comes to struggling against the zip ties and the seat belts holding her. Well into the next afternoon I drive the back roads looking for a place that’s boarded up to spend some time before moving on. Finding just a place I pull off the road driving around back, finding an old abandoned garage. Looking over the front seat, getting my first deep smell of a soiled Karen “Christ pissed yourself again did you? Laughing as I get out!