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Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} DEATH BY EMAIL III {Hungry Guy} (MF BM WF nosex)
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Date: Sun, 19 Sep 2004 01:10:04 -0400
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{ASS} DEATH BY EMAIL III {Hungry Guy} (MF BM WF nosex)
BY:  Hungry Guy (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or 
hungryguy@literotica.org)

Foreword:  This is a work of fiction.  None of the people in this 
story are real.  None of these events ever happened.  This story is 
nothing more than words that came from my imagination.  Any 
similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely 
coincidental. 

All my stories can be found on:  http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/HungryGuy/www.

Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have 
my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that 
credit is given to "Hungry Guy" (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or 
hungryguy@literotica.org) as the author, and as long as you don't 
make changes other than fixing typos.  Even beware of fixing typos, 
for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged 
by your spell checker.  Thanks.

    ###

    While BadCop and Trooper said their good-byes to the girls, they 
couldn't help noticing two unkempt men leering at the four of them 
with that "look" that they had thought vanished in an earlier 
generation.  

    Upon stepping outside, BadCop said, "Did you see the fire in the 
eyes of those two rednecks, Bro!"

    "Sure did, my man!  You think they might give the girls some 
trouble?"

    "Yeah!  You thinking what I'm thinking?"

    "Yeah, let's put some of that cop training to use and keep an eye 
on this place."

    "I hear ya' bro!"

    "They walked over to their car which, as cops do, they had 
instinctively parked it by backing into their space facing the 
building."

    "Ya'know," BadCop said.  "I heard a couple of bikes roar up just 
before those two came into the bar."  

    Pointing at two big Harleys parked right by the door, Trooper 
said, "Yup!  I bet those are their bikes."

    The two cops took their service revolvers from the place where 
off duty cops hide their guns in their cars when they don't want to 
wear them, and strapped them on.  Their unofficial stakeout was soon 
rewarded with the observation of the two rednecks and the two girls 
getting on the bikes and zooming off in a hail of dust.

    BadCop pulled out of the lot and followed the two bikes from a 
safe distance out of town, and onto a dirt road.  

    They slowly inched their car up the dirt road until a ramshackle 
cabin came into view in the distance between the trees.  There, they 
quietly exited the vehicle and cautiously approached the cabin.

    Watching the activities, they seethed as "their" girls put out 
for the two blatant redneck bigots.

    It got boring when the four went inside the cabin for an hour or 
so.  But when the two guys came out alone and emptied some old wood 
from the bed of an old pickup truck forced, the two cops knew he 
girls were in serious peril.

    "Should we bust in now?" Trooper whispered.  

    "Shhh, wait," BadCop whispered back.  "They haven't hurt the 
girls yet."

    After the two rednecks dumped the wood out of the truck, they 
went back into the cabin, and ushered the girls into the back of the 
truck at the point of a shotgun.

    The cops scrambled back to their car to block the rednecks' 
escape, but instead of leaving the way they cam in, they headed 
deeper into the woods.

    "Damn!  We lost em!" Trooper cursed.

    "Not yet, bro!" BadCop replied.  The two followed the dirt road 
until they caught up with the rednecks.  

    The scene came into view of the two derelicts filling in a 
homemade grave with dirt.

    "Shit!" Trooper screamed.  "The girls are buried alive in there!"

    With their hole half-filled, the two rednecks froze as the cops' 
car skidded into the clearing.

    The two cops jumped out with pistols drawn.  

    "Freeze!  Police!" BadCop and Trooper yelled out. 

    One of the rednecks made a move to get the shotgun from the back 
of the truck.  BadCop fired, striking the man in the chest.   

    "I said, 'Freeze' sucker!" BadCop yelled again.  To the still 
standing hoodlum, he shouted, "Face in the dirt!  Now!"   

    The standing redneck joined his buddy on the ground as BadCop and 
Trooper slapped cuffs on both.  

    Then, grabbing the shovels, they began furiously digging out the 
half-filled grave.  

    Their shovels soon hit wood and, before long, they had the cover 
off the coffin.

    "Gabby!  Blondie!  Please be okay!" BadCop cried.

    Blondie, lying naked on top of a naked Gabriella coughed and 
sputtered as Trooper lifted her out of the hole.

    BadCop hefted Gabriella's limp body out next and rested her on 
the soft ground.  He immediately began mouth-to-mouth, fearing the 
worst, but after a few seconds, she, too, sputtered to life.

    "Gabby!" BadCop gasped.  

    "Snuffher?" Gabriella moaned in barely a whisper.

    "Snuffher?" BadCop gasped, remembering the name of the serial 
killer who had almost killed Gabriella a few years earlier.  "No!  
I'm BadCop!  You're safe now!"

    Gabriella rolled her head and said, "I'm home now?"

    "No!  But you're safe now!"

    "Oh!" Gabriella gasped as the oxygen returned to her brain and 
the realization finally hit her that BadCop and Trooper had rescued 
her and Blondie from the two crazed rednecks.

    "You'll be safe now, Gabby!  I promise you no one will ever hurt 
you again."  

    "Oh!" Gabby moaned with a smile.

    - END -

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