The date is creepy

You answer the door to find Ronnie looking like he just escaped from a vampire coffin. His hair is a mess, he's wearing an unkempt tuxedo, and he's got dark circles under his eyes. Night of the Living What the Hell, um, but a deal is a deal. He gives you a bouquet of white roses and while you're putting them in a vase you catch him looking in drawers in your living room.

He drives you really far out into the middle of nowhere, and you start to get really freaked out, but then he pulls up at some weird bed and breakfast type place. There's just an elderly couple running the place and no other customers there. The old lady asks if you're honeymooners and before you can say anything Ronnie says you are!

As soon as they walk away from the table Ronnie grabs hold of your wrist and leans really close to you and starts talking incredibly dirty. He says he's going to tie you up and fuck you until you pass out, give you nothing to drink but his cum, and video tape it for the Internet when he fucks your ass. You're starting to get really freaked out, but then he starts laughing and says he's just kidding and that you should have seen your face. Then the old lady comes with your food and he acts normal.

After dinner you want to escape this nutjob, but he wants to go for a walk along some lake. It's really quiet and dark, but the moonlight is just enough that you can walk along the sandy lakeshore with your shoes off. You come to some rocks and Ronnie tells you to bend over them. You hesitate, but he seems really insistant.

You bend over, your short skirt riding up over your legs and revealing your panties. You feel so exposed and ****. He tells you to lower your head until it touches the rock. You do it and your ass sticks out even more, the fabric of your panties cinching tight across your pussy and ass. You hear him walk close behind you and then get down on his knees. You can even just barely feel his breath tickling the backs of your legs. Then he says you can stand up and that's it.

On the way back to his car he holds your hand.

"I want you to come back to my house," he says and squeezes your hand.

You don't answer right away. This Ronnie guy is really creeping you out, but in some weird way his odd behavior is turning you on. You guess he probably isn't going to axe **** you or something or he would have done that out in the woods. You consider whether or not Ronnie is going to get lucky and also whether to call 911.