Thread: The Monster In Me (Orgasmo vs. Rapedoll)

Come on baby, you can do it she coaxed her battered old Buick as it spatted and knocked up the the hill. Rain was coming down in sheets as it spattered against the windshield of her car. She reached into the glove box and pulled out a few napkins and wiped at the window. Her defroster had stopped working a few months ago and now with the sudden rain storm it was making driving difficult on these old mountainous roads. She was just glad her old car had made it this far from the city. She only had a few miles left to go before she got to her aunts old cabin when the sudden rain storm hit. It had been an unusually warm spring day and now as night fell and with the rain storm mist rose from the asphalt casting the area in an eerie fog. Megan, a bright 17 year old had come up to the mountains of West Virgina after landing a young internship on the towns news paper. She was surprised that a tiny town this size would even have it's own newspaper, she thought it must be all of two pages, but it was still a foot in the door. Having been home schooled she had taken some accelerated courses and had graduated a year early and had planned on taking a few years off and working before she went back to collage for a degree in journalism, thinking this internship would be good training for her. Her parents weren't to keen on there only daughter leaving school for a few years. They had planned on her going right off to collage. And even less keen on the idea of her going off alone to some remote village in the mountains of West Virgina. But after weeks of Megan's relentless begging she finally wore them down and they had finally agreed to let her go. It was also a strong point in her favor that just outside of the town she got the internship in the family also had inherited a small cabin that used to belong to one of her aunts that had passed away about 10 years ago. At first the family had tried to sell the old cabin, but with the economy the way it was, not to many people wanted to move to a small town where there was almost no jobs. So the tiny cabin sat unused for the past 10 years. She pulled the old car into the parking lot. Reaching down she turned the key in the ignition. The car sputtered and clunked as the engine died sounding like it was on its last breath. She looked up at the sign of the tiny local tavern, restaurant and bar. Well she didn't want anything to drink but dinner would sure be a good idea, and it sure beat driving in his rain. Although she had a few bags of food in the back of the car it was late and by time she got to the cabin she wasn't going to feel like cooking, plus she also didn't know what she would find in the way of kitchen supplies, it had been 10 years since anyone had been up to the old place. She just hopped that the waitress wouldn't ask her for I.D. not that she was panning on drinking anyways. She looked down at what she was wearing, an old pair of tight jeans and just a plan white tee shirt. Well this will have to do, she thought to herself as all of her cloths were packed away in the back of her trunk and she wasn't about to go digging through it in the middle of the parking lot in the driving rain. She looked at the door to the tavern across the parking lot, rubbed the palms of her hands along her jeans then reached for the door handle of the car throwing it open she bolted across the parking lot in the driving rain . By the time she got in the door of the tavern she was drenched. Her deep blue eyes scanned the interior of the tavern, spotting a table towards the back she made her way across bar. Her long honey blond hair hung down almost to her waist. She was oblivious to the fact that the rain had turned her white tee shirt quite transparent her pink lace bra showing through the thin fabric. Exposing her fairly ample 34 C breasts the thin material clung to her tiny waist.. her tight wet jeans hugging her firm round butt as she walked across the room to the small table in the back.