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They let her lay there with the bra twisted tightly while they rolled on the ground together on a godlike high. I thought they would kill me next. Instead, done celebrating their crime, they untied me. I dressed and drove myself home without saying a word. I packed everything I owned and moved to a hotel. Then I called the cops from a payphone and reported the murder. Prison isn't as bad as I feared it would be. I will be getting out in another ten years and start my probation. Robert and Tara will never get out of prison. In fact, Robert is on death row. Tara made a deal to testify which got her a life sentence. I had to testify too. Want to hear the weird part? They wouldn't let me testify about all the other rapes! That's right, they said I could tell all about Maria's rape and death but the other stories would taint the trial. But he was convicted and sentence to death. He writes me letters from his prison cell and I read them in mine. He writes, "Molly, you fucking whore, if I get out you're dead. Guess what? What's the first thing they did when I got to jail? They made me give them my belt. You remember my belt don't you? It's thick and hard and leather, Molly. If I get out and they give it back do you know what I'll do when I find you? I know that's what you want, isn't it Molly? I know you, bitch, I know you want the belt. Before I kill you, Molly, you're going to get the belt." God help me I read it over and over. He would do it if he got the chance. He would beat me and rape me and then he would kill me. In my cell, six foot by eight foot, lying on the bunk and reading his letter over and over, God help me, my pussy starts to flood. The horrible nightmare began one Saturday when Julie decided to go jogging through a remote section of forest just outside of town. Normally, she performed this early morning ritual through her neighborhood, but it was the height of the Summer, and she had the urge to get away from the traffic and smog. It was that fateful decision that led to the most horrifying day of her life, a day she would always remember. She wore her usual attire that morning - a gray tank top, cropped just above her midriff, a sports bra, windbreaker jacket, and a pair of tiny white jogging shorts that showed off her long, beautiful legs quite nicely. Her blonde hair was tied neatly into a pony tail. Like most women, Julie was never satisfied with her figure and she committed herself to a strict routine of morning jogs and weekly aerobics. The fact was, she looked really good. At 5' 6", she had a very slender, 'barbie doll' figure, with long golden hair that fell loosely over her shoulders and down her lower back. Her breasts were not very large, but they had the round youthful appearance of an eighteen year old. But it was her legs that were the most striking. They were well-toned and athletic, yet still very femine-looking. Julie was never shy about showing them off. Quite often, she would go to work wearing a dress suit with the hem of her skirt cut no less than six inches above her knees. A slit up the side revealed just a hint of upper thigh whenever she sat down and crossed her knees. She wore no hosiery of any kind, she didn't have to with her beautiful almond complexion. A pair of black high heals capped off the sexy, but professional look that drew long stares from men as she walked by. Julie parked her jeep at a trailhead just off the main road. The only other vehicle nearby was a black Chevy Blazer. She did her usual stretching then began jogging slowly down the hiking path. About a half a mile into her run, Julie saw a man walking toward her on the trail, no doubt the owner of the Blazer she saw earlier. He looked clean cut, about 6' 10", good build, with nicely chiseled features, dark hair and eyes. When the man saw her he smiled and said, "Good morning." Julie smiled back as she approached him, not noticing the two other men crouching in the brush nearby.

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