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CHAPTER ELEVEN

David couldn't stop laughing as they pulled into the small train station and learned the next eastbound train would be by in ten minutes. They bought two tickets and plopped gleefully down onto the wooden bench on the platform next to the tracks. It was a clear, sun-shining day. “I don't believe you, sister. I just don't believe you,” David said with a voice full of admiration.

“Oh, come on, it wasn't that big a deal?” “Crying and sobbing on Ted's shoulder like that. Telling him how Len and Vic attacked you for no reason at all… and locked me up without food and water for days…” “That was all true…” David wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes. “Yeah, but did you have to tell Ted every exact detail? Where they assaulted you? And that business about Len and the carrots! That was just too much!” “Was it now?”

David slapped his knee. “And his expression, Christ, I thought his face was going to fall off! And after telling him all those horror stories you kissed him! Then told him we were going away for the rest of the week until the folks got back!” Dorothy shrugged. “Well, that was a little lie.” “And that you loved him and wanted nothing but him and now you didn't know if he'd ever want you again because of the filthy things they did to you! Jesus, he was close to tears!” “He's basically a very kind person. But I don't think he'll be kind to Vic or Len.” “Kind? He'll kill them! Man, I'd hate to be in their shoes right now!” “They deserve everything he gives them.” David grinned. “If I know Ted they'll have to get out of town real fast and real far.” “He won't let them get away,” Dorothy said with a happy giggle. “He promised to even the score didn't he? Ted's a man of his word.” David stood up. “I hear the train coming.” “Oh, good. What kind of seats did you get us?” “The best, sister. Only the best. We've got our own private sleeping room… it'll be a long ride to the big city.” She hugged his arm and inhaled the dry, hot air. “Boy, I sure won't miss this place,” she sighed. “What place? This is no place,” David added with a pill on her round bottom. Vic and Len had managed to hot wire their father's car and were speeding down the road in a search for David and Dorothy. “Where'd they go?” Vic asked.

“Damned if I know,” Len mumbled. “They stole everything, my keys, my wallet, damned near burnt the house down. When I get my hands on that skinny jerk I'll tear him into a hundred pieces!” “Okay, but where'd they go? Where are you going?” “Town! If they're not hiding out there we'll go look out at the lake!” “What about the train station? Think they might take off? You know, run away? Far away?” Len spit on the floor of the car and sneered. “Not them.

They ain't got the guts to leave this town! Shit, there ain't any place to go anyway. Naw, this is their home…” “Hey!” Vic cried as they entered town and saw Ted's convertible coming from the opposite direction. “There's Ted, maybe he knows where they went, he might have seen them.” Ted slowed his car down when he saw the frantic waves of Vic and Len. He pulled over and waited while they turned around and came back. His hands gripped the steering wheel with knuckle-whitening ferocity as they came closer and closer. His guts were in a knot, his throat bone dry, his pulse a jack-hammer in his veins. All he could think of was poor, innocent Dorothy at the hands of those two creeps. And carrots! Carrots! “Hey, Ted, you seen Dorothy or David anywhere?” Len called from his car window. “Pull over and get out,” Ted said with as much control as he could muster.

“I'll tell you where they are.” As their car pulled up in front of his Ted inhaled real deep, he felt a bubbling pleasure in his bowels, a thrilling excitement. The thrill of the hunt, the entrapment, the kill. He opened his car door and stretched his massive frame up onto his feet, heavily booted feet, feet with toes curled in anger and crying to feel the smash of screaming guts. Len was the first to come trotting up, grinning, giving Ted the usual look of admiration and respect. Vic was close behind. “You saw them?” Len asked. Ted inhaled again, he had never felt so great in his life.

For once he was going to crack some heads with a reason, this wasn't going to be any barroom brawl, no this was the kind of thing men like him dream of. This was revenge. His powerful fists roared out with the power of the train which was at that moment speeding Dorothy and David away forever. Their room was small, clean, intimate. Dorothy said she needed some rest and pulled the flip-down bed out. David yawned too. She giggled and opened her slacks. She wore nothing underneath, nothing but splendid, bare flesh with a curly mound of blond fuzz. The blouse was just as complete, it was the only cover on her large, jutting breasts with the ripe, succulent nipples poking out at David's watching, admiring face. She climbed onto the white sheets of the bed and stretched her languid, warm body. “I guess I'll have to buy all new clothes,” she said. As David slid his nude body in next to hers and kissed each beckoning nipple he replied, “Not for wearing around our apartment, no way.” She hugged his head down to her soft breasts and sighed, “A new wardrobe, a new apartment, a new city.” “A new life,” David answered as her sweet nipple flowed into his kissing lips. “Do you think they'll frown on us riving together in New York?” she asked. “Hah!” “After all, we are brother and sister, some people gossip and let their imaginations run wild.” “Fine,” David answered. “But won't they disapprove? Will they do anything?” she asked. “In New York City they do only one thing, they let you live your life the way you want. They don't have the time to worry about you, they worry about themselves.” “I think I'll like it there.” David's hand rested on her heated crotch. “And here? How would you like it here?”

“Only if you're in there with me.”