Trust…..

Stacie figures this stranger must be trying to help her. So instead of struggling she hugs herself to the darkened figure, mashing her tits into his chest. They stand stock still as Stacie hears the two Latinos begin running down the dark alley. They get closer and closer………. And sail right on by.

She hears one yell to the other, “That bitch is fast!” as they both disappear around the end of the alleyway.

Quietly, the figure holding her leans back and pushes open a door he had apparently been standing in front of, taking her with him. Once safely inside the man flips a wall switch and some dim hanging lights come on. Stacie sees she is standing giving Stacie her first view of her rescuer.

The first thing she notices is that this guy is huge. Not fat, though there is a paunch. No this guy is just physically massive, needing to duck his head slightly to avoid hitting it on the hanging lights. She doesn’t think he’s a hobo because he is wearing clean cloths, a pair of sweatpants and a large blue shirt with an “I’m with stupid” shirt with an arrow pointing up to be exact. This makes her smile. He also has on sneakers that don’t look too grungy. His blond hair seems short and unkempt, but she can’t see his eyes because he is keeping his gaze downcast, his features obscured. Something doesn’t seem right about him, though Stacie can’t quite put her finger on it. He does appear to be fidgeting and nervous.

“Thank you so much. I think you saved my life.” gushes the young wet teen. “I’m Stacie what’s your name?” She asks putting her hand out for a handshake.

The hulking figure jerks back a little at the proffered hand but says “My names Jimmy.” Something odd about his voice, Stacie thinks. Seeing he isn’t going to shake her hand she puts it down.

“Alright then Jimmy, maybe you can do me another favor and tell me how to get to a main road.” asks Stacie.

“But its night time,” Jimmy states still looking at the floor “and you aren’t supposed to be out at night. That’s what mom says and that’s what I do.”

“Uuuuhh, what?” Stacie asks brow arched. Then it hits her. Jimmy must be mentally challenged. “Whoa!” She sees Jimmy glance up at her and quickly look away. Looking down at herself she realizes why he’s being so bashful. Even in the dim lighting he must have a pretty good view of her wet round tits through her shirt. Add in the short shorts she’s sporting, showing off her long athletic legs, and it’s no wonder the child like man is nervous. She now looks at Jimmy with a little pity thinking the “I am with stupid” shirt is cruel instead of funny.

Putting her arm across her breasts she says, “Well, alright then Jimmy. The thing is I have to get home, and the only way is for me to walk.”

“It’s dangerous outside” He responds, looking at her at last. She sees his eyes are a nice blue color, but with a glaze to them that can only come from a simple mind. “At least that’s what mom says.”

“Well maybe your mom can drive me or something.” Stacy asks. The look of horror that crosses his face makes Stacie think she said something wrong. “No, No, No, No, No. I can’t take you to mom. You’re too pretty. No, No, No. Very bad” Jimmy blurts out. Stacie smile at the compliment.

“Well let’s get out of this dirty hallway before those guys come back.” Mentioning her attackers brings look of anger to Jimmy’s face. ”Bad men. Locos.” He says as if it explains everything. “Jimmy we need to go somewhere safer. We should really go to your mom’s. I’m sure she will help.”