Thread: The Corruption of Josie Taylor [CandiedCreativity and Google]

It had been twenty since they had last been together and yet not a day went by that he did not think about her. Every single day his mind returned to her, the two years they had spent together, starting when she was just a freshman at college and he had been a junior who had been the RA in her dorm hallway. Less then a week after classes had started he had asked her out and soon they were going steady. He had been her first and he had intended to be her only, in time he had explored her body in just about every way that could be imagined, she never had the courage to say no to the more twisted things that he wanted to do, could never deny him the more vigorous pleasures that he desired. Of course he had sometimes been a little too rough with her, left some bruises that concerned her friends and eventually they had convinced her to file a restraining order, he had been graduating at that time and that had been the end of their relationship. He had tried to reach out a few times over the years but never got any response from her and he had not been able to put up with that any longer. She might not want to be a part of his life anymore but he didn't intend to make it that easy anymore... she could live her life without him but she would need to be taught a lesson. He had retired about a year ago, taking an early retirement package from the brokerage firm where he had been working, enough money for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life, a nice little spread in Washington that would keep others away from him and of course make him hard to find. Modern convenience with a fair amount of privacy to go along with it. The privacy would be important for what he had in mind, it was only a few miles away from where she lived but that distance would be more then enough. For a few weeks he watched closely, learning their schedule, figuring out what they were up to, when they were out, when they got back... when she would be alone. It didn't take long, they had a date night planned, it had been a while since they had been able to properly enjoy an evening out and it was unlikely that they would be able to arrive home early. He didn't want to have to rush things, a little time for him to enjoy himself before they set out, perhaps forcing her to write a note to delay any worry about her being missing. As the parents left and the young girl was left alone he made his final preparations, a few of the nearby streetlights were out A precaution he had taken and the van he was driving had been bought used for cash and had stolen plated on it. He parked just down the road from where she lived, infront of a house that was for sale to attract less attention before slipping on a pair of gloves and making his way out and down the sidewalk, a casual pace that wouldn't draw to much attention. It seemed that no one was even paying attention to him anyway, no need to be looking out the windows on a nice evening like this when they would enjoy some time with their families. The front door offered no problem for him, he had seen where they hid a key in case their young daughter locked herself out by mistake... it only made it easy for him to get in though and as the door opened he carefully stepped in, his sneakers carefully ensuring that there would be no notice as he made his way down the hall, hearing the distinctive clicking noise of a text message being typed out on a smart phone, he would need to be carefully to ensure he grabbed her without a message being sent off. For a large man he moved rather silently, making hardly a noise as he crept towards the source of the sound, setting eyes on her from behind as she lounged on the couch, so much like her mother, even wearing a dress like what her mother had worn on the first day he saw her. Oh yes, she would be his, her mother would suffer, and he would enjoy both those facts a very great deal. This close the odds of her hearing him went up a great deal so he just abandoned stealth entirely, sprinting forward those last few feet towards her, a large glove encased in leather lashing out to smack the phone from her hands while the other hand moved to cover her mouth. Josie was now in the hands of Dominic Strauss... and she was in a great deal of trouble.