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From: vickietern@aol.com (VickieTern)
Subject: {ASSM} Charlotte's Niece by Pamela chap 13b TG Femdom
Date: Sat,  7 Apr 2001 05:10:01 -0400
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I left the bathroom and headed out into the street carrying the pad in my 
hand. At least I don't have to pee. Its too bad I didn't say something. I 
felt a intense hunger pang. Now I've got to get some food!  I began walking 
aimlessly thinking where I could get food, when I remembered that I had 
heard that some bars give out free peanuts or pretzels. All I have to do is 
find the right bar!  Overjoyed, I picked up my pace and headed for a bar I 
could see at the of the block. Summoning up my courage I opened the door and 
peeked in, and shut it immediately.  It was obviously an old man's bar. It 
was very dark with just a few old men on the bar stools. Probably nothing 
free in there. I've got to find a younger person's bar. A crowded one where 
I can fit in. Up ahead the streets looked darker, like I was getting away 
from the stores so I turned around and walked back past the restaurant. The 
woman who had helped me in the bathroom was standing next to a parked car 
waiting for the door to be opened. She was with a man and another couple.  
She waved to me. Surprised,  I waved back with my hand holding the pad.  She 
got into the car and I could see her looking at me puzzled. She rolled down 
the window and called out, "do you have a pocket book?" I stopped and turned 
toward her.  The engine started up on the car, and it began backing up.

I called out, "no."

"Are you in trouble?" she asked. She had a worried look on her face.

The front wheels of the car turned outwards and it began inching out slowly. 
I said, "no, its OK," but I'm sure my face said something else since as the 
car sped away, the woman kept staring back at me. I raised my hand and waved 
slightly, this time with the pad in my other hand.  I stood motionless 
looking at the car until I couldn't see it anymore.  I felt some tears 
coming on. I should have said something.  I began walking quickly. On the 
next block was a bar with loud music and lots of kids hanging out in front. 
I guessed they were college students.  The entrance was open with people 
walking in and out. I joined a stream of people walking in and saw that 
there was a very long bar on the left side and little high tables scattered 
around with kids drinking and talking in groups.  To my relief I saw that 
there were large burlap sacks of peanuts in several locations. One of them 
was in the back and a little less well lit than the others, so I went to it 
and stood in front of it and took a handful of peanuts.  I cracked open the 
shells as fast as I could and ate the nuts.  I was very thirsty and would 
need water. There were some half full glasses on a table near me. I wondered 
if they had water. But I couldn't drink from someone else's drink.  I looked 
around and saw two guys at a nearby table staring at me. Our eyes met for a 
second and I looked away and down at the ground.  I sensed them coming 
towards me.

"Hey babe," one of the guys said to me in a kind of drunken voice. He had an 
accent. I guessed he was Spanish.

Scared, I didn't look up.

"Hey babe, I said, hey babe," he thrust himself in front of me and I looked 
up at him. He had kind of shiny black hair and a days growth on his beard. 
His jaw was angular. He was kind of wiry and not  unattractive. His  breath 
reeked of liquor.

His friend came over and stood close behind my back. He was tall and a 
little heavy set, with short, dirty blonde hair.

"Hi," I said timidly,  "I've got to go."

I put down the nuts in my hand and turned to walk away, when the shorter guy 
grabbed my upper arm. "Where are you going? I just got here. I like your 
jugs."

His friend laughed.

"You're hurting me," I said, "let me go!"

"Not so fast."

The big guy stood blocking the view from the rest of the bar. The one 
holding me turned me so I was facing him. "I think you're pretty."

"Look, I really got to go. I'm sorry!"

"Shut up," he said and with his free hand he grabbed my left breast.

"NO!"  I  yelled, but the music was so loud no one could hear me. He put his 
hand down through the top of my dress and grabbed onto my breast through my 
bra. His friend pushed against me from behind and suddenly I felt him 
pinching my bottom. It was right on one of the sores and I let out a scream. 
I yelled to the guy fondling me, "here take this!," and handed him the pad. 
He took his hand out of my dress and took the pad. I broke free of the two 
of them  and half ran and half walked toward the door. They started pursuing 
me, but the crowd slowed them down and I reached the front door and was out 
on the street before them.  I  walked briskly up the block, relieved to be 
away from them. Halfway up the block I  heard them yelling and I turned to 
seem them running after me.  I started to run, but it wasn't possible to go 
very fast in my heels and pantyhose and having to hold my dress down and 
they caught up to me.

"What the fuck is this?" the guy asked shoving the pad at me. Then he said, 
"you're coming with us."

I said, "no, I've got to get home!"

They each grabbed one of my arms and forced me to walk with them down a side 
street. I began shaking in fear and tears began dripping down my cheeks.  
``What are you going to do to me?"

Neither of them responded.


End of Chapter 13.


VickieTern@AOL.COM

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