The final class of the day just begun, and just like Megan wanted he attended. Being upset about this morning she was refusing to talk to him. It would seem the effort was wasted, but Cameron lucked out for they had a substitute who didn't mind adjusting the AC. While resting his head on the desk he thought about last night's events.
'Was it just a dream?...No, this morning definitely happened.'
Cameron recalled the look on Alice's face while it was in her mouth, and how soft her ass felt. It was the only time he enjoyed something warm and recalling the sensation caused a reaction.
'Damn it...At least there's no reason to get up. Didn't know something could feel that good.'
Megan was hoping the silent treatment would produce some results, but that was a failed attempt from the start. Cameron never dated anyone and would shrug off intimacy. With this in mind, she thought about the other causes, and how it could be a misunderstanding.
'Maybe I should apologize.' Megan glanced in his direction.
Noticing Cameron's head down she glanced down to find any signs of him being awake from his feet.
'W-wh-why is i-it ha-hard?' Megan stared down at her paper with a flushed face.
After witnessing his soldier at attention Megan chose to keep up the silent treatment. As the bell rang, and people rushed for the parking lot she was walking off-campus. They only lived two miles away from the school, but Cameron knew it was a protest aimed at him.
'Easier to stop her now than later.'
Before Megan could clear the parking lot Cameron was at her side.
"I thought we were going home together," Cameron stated.
"I don't wanna get in the way of your new friend." Megan refused to meet his gaze.
They were walking away from the school as Cameron attempted to persuade her, but the effort seemed futile. Knowing he wouldn't wander far from the car Megan tried to bolt away. Being the star of the track team it wasn't an easy task to keep up.
Megan glanced back expecting to see him walking back but stopped when seeing his determination. It was ninety-eight degrees today, but he still gave chase. Cameron was resting on the dirt road to catch his breath and began regretting his decision when noticing the distance from the school.
'I don't know how she does it.'
Cameron's eyes trailed up thick thighs and gazed at the uniform clinging to her body from the sweat. As he approached Megan crossed her arms, and turned around to keep her resolve.
"You should go back before you get heatstroke," Megan told Cameron.
"Last night after Jordan left there was screaming next door, and I found a man holding a blade to Alice. There really was an injury, and I don't know how it disappeared. You know I never lie to you." Cameron replied as he approached.
"Why did she stay over then?" Megan investigated.
"Would you wanna stay home alone after something like that?" Cameron asked.
'He's got a point.'
"So you didn't do anything?" Megan asked preparing to turn around.
"That's what I wanted to talk about. When I woke up she was under my blanket." Cameron replied while positing his hands over the jewels.
"What do y...Move!" Megan was turning around when she suddenly shouted.
A black van struck Cameron in the back as he went flying into the dirt. Rapidly getting out of the van was a man wearing his cap pulled down, and a pair of sunglasses. He charged with a rag in his hand to tackle Megan, but she quickly countered with a head kick.
The stalker wasn't expecting this, but it wasn't his first rodeo. He lifted her leg rapidly forcing Megan onto the floor, and smothered her with the rag. Megan was quickly thrown in the van, and he glanced at Cameron bleeding from the mouth.
'Can't risk him surviving. He could've noticed me earlier and could ID my van. Need to hurry.'
The man who promptly dragged Cameron into his van is named Jeffery. He has spent the last twenty years searching the west coast for the ideal doll, but their shelf life is limited. This town seemed dried up and was prepared to hit the road when Megan crossed his path.
'I'll deal with him when we get home.'
Jeffery noticed one of the SRO's pulling out from the parking, and as their cars passed one another he waved politely. As the squad car disappeared into his rearview he turned back admiring his prize. A wicked smirk appeared on his face as they sped off.
When Cameron awoke there was a throbbing pain in his chest and a tight feeling along his wrist. His wrists, and legs were bound together tightly with paracord. As his senses returned he noticed Megan across the room in a similar fashion, but unconscious.
"I'm surprised you're still breathing, but I'll fix that mistake when it gets dark," Jeffery stated.
Hearing a stranger Cameron tried to turn around, but his restraints made it impossible. Jeffery strolled into view carrying a duffel bag. As he moved into the light Cameron recognized him from the neighborhood.
Unable to break the restraints he looked around for anything that could help. Cameron noticed they were in a run-down building, and there was nothing like that in their area.
'Rush hour is starting so we can have a little fun.'Jeffery smirked opening his bag.
After laying some clothes on a rented table Jeffery retrieved a toolkit. Opening it he took a plastic container snapping it under Megan's nose as she awoke confused. With her mouth gagged only muffled threats leaked out.
'There has to be something around here.'
"We will have plenty of time to get acquainted, but I wanted you to enjoy the show first," Jeffery told Megan.
Jeffery strolled over to the kit trailing his hands over his tools and stopped on a skinning knife. Jeffery smiled as he carefully retrieved it, and walked towards Cameron. He started from Cameron's shoulder slowly sliding it across as crimson trickled down his collar bone. The blade went deeper as Cameron writhed in pain.
"When you jerk around like that it's easy to make accidents." Jeffery snickered.