Getaway

This is an entry to the Story Contest 2024-III. Contest prompt is "The Great Escape." I encourage all to read the other contest stories also, and if possible, comment. https://allthefallen.moe/forum/index.php?threads/story-contest-2024-iii-the-great-escape.72720/

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One

And now I wanna be your dog

The Stooges – I Wanna Be Your Dog​ ​

Emily split her pussy lips with the fingers of her left hand. She licked her right middle finger and used the spit-moistened digit to gently rub her sensitive spot. The 10-year-old had recently learned that this made her slippery and wet down between her legs.

She looked down to the floor at her dog, Benny. He did not pay attention to what she was doing. She had found the young Labrador abandoned in a playground and brought him home. He had once licked her pussy, and it had felt very nice, but now that he had been neutered, she couldn’t get him to do it anymore.

Emily kept exploring her girly crevice. It helped mellow the edge of her anger at school and her parents. Mommy was a bitch that wasted no chance for putting her down. Dad had been great when she was little, but now he had also become mean. No one loved her in this house but Benny.

She concentrated her finger play to the good spot in the front of her pussy, and thoughts melted away. Warmth spread in her belly and the small muscles deep inside her started to wake up in preparation for the big release. She sped up her finger movement and started churning her hips.

She barely noticed the sound of the door opening. A small ruff from Benny made her turn to look just as her father, looking deliberately away, closed the door. Emily stopped astonished. He had just come in, seen what she was doing, and left. It was super embarrassing. And infuriating too. He had no business barging into her room without knocking.

She rubbed her tingling pussy absentmindedly. It did not feel private here anymore. Would daddy tell mom? She could come to the door next. Frustrated, she stopped and dressed up. Benny followed her out of the room. She put him on a leash and went out for a walk.

It was a warm August Saturday evening and many of her friends were out and about. Everyone was happy to meet Emily and Benny. Her mood got better. There was the homework assignment that she had tried to do when she got distracted earlier, but that could wait till tomorrow.

She should talk to her dad firmly about respecting her boundaries. He had always said that her body was her own to control. Except that one time. Now he was probably ashamed for what he had done.

She went straight to daddy while her resolution lasted. Seeing him watching tv with mother, she started to lose her nerve. He had seen her doing it. Would he find her dirty? Or worse, had it aroused him? She realised that she still had Benny on a leash. She crouched down to take his collar off.

“Daddy, I need a lock on my door.”

It got out all wrong. He had done wrong; she should be laying down the law to him. Not like this, looking up to him and pleading meekly. Dad looked uneasy. He turned to mom. She answered for him.

“That’s a no, little miss. After what you did with the dog, you must earn our trust again. And today it doesn’t look good for you.”

Dad had told her. He avoided looking at Emily. Mom had more to say.

“And for your information. Tomorrow a lady comes to look at Benny. She has lost a dog like him.”
“But mom! He’s not microchipped. That means that he is from some puppy mill. She can claim that Benny is hers, and there is no knowing for real.”
“She has agreed to pay for our expenses, and a little extra.”

Emily had so much to say, but she could not utter a word. Mom would not listen to her. Dad tried to chime in.

“You know dear, without Benny, maybe we could think about that lock.”
“Fuck you!”

Emily threw the leash at him and stormed away. There was no way she would give up Benny. She couldn’t believe what kind of assholes she had to live with. It was over now. She opened the door to her room and slammed it shut as hard as she could but stayed outside. Then she tiptoed back to the hall. Benny’s toenails rustled on the floor as he followed her, but it was drowned by loud music from a tv game show.

She checked the pockets of her parents’ jackets and found her dad’s credit card. Dressed in her favourite sneakers and a light leather jacket, she was ready to leave home for good. She couldn’t get Benny’s leash from the living room, but he had learned to follow her pretty well. She opened the door as quietly as she could and slipped outside.

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Her first stop was at a supermarket. She bought chocolate, soda and as many cans of dog food that she could fit in a shopping bag. She got a big pizza to go and continued to a skate park where she had met her friends earlier. She was hoping to spend the night in one of their homes.

It was not that much later, perhaps an hour, but her friends had all left the park. Now there were older teens, more interested in drink and smoke than skateboarding. Of course she could call someone. Her parents had probably not noticed her leaving, so her phone would not be used to track her yet. She should turn it off soon, and she would prefer not to have called where she could be found.

Sitting and thinking, eating pizza, she got aware of the looks from the teenagers around her. Felt like they were circling her and getting closer all the time. She was glad to have Benny by her side. Regardless, when a scruffy looking boy sat next to her, she rose and left.

It was already dark. Emily kept to the side of a lit road. Benny walked right next to her feet, and soon she saw that someone came toward them. It was a long, muscular man with a large Mastiff on a leash. The dog rushed toward her, barking madly. The man yanked the leash without stopping and the pair went their way.

Benny was gone. He had run to the woods scared by the big dog. Emily followed him and called his name in the dark. Soon she realised that it was useless for her to try to find him. He, on the other hand, could sniff her out easily. She opened a can of dog food on the ground and kept calling Benny’s name. After a while she heard rustling from the thicket. She got her phone from her pocket and turned on the flashlight. She hadn’t even pointed it to the food can, when she heard a hissing noise. Red-hued eyes glared at her. She shrieked in fear and ran away.

She emerged from the woods into a parking lot of a 24/7 minimarket. She should go back and continue looking for Benny. She just couldn’t make herself leave the warm glow of sodium streetlights. She stared into the darkness and burst into tears.

“Hello there. Are you lost?”

It was a long-haired young man with a plastic shopping bag. Emily turned to look at him. He had not crouched down like some adults liked to do to make themselves “reachable”. And he kept his distance. Emily decided that she could trust him for now.

“My dog ran away, and I’m looking for him. But I got scared.”
“In the forest? I can help you look for him.”

They searched the little thicket calling Benny’s name. The man was called Jud. He thought that the animal that had scared Emily earlier was a racoon. He had seen them around, rummaging peoples’ trash.

They found her bag. Its contents had been scattered on the ground, but it was all there. The open dog food can and leftover pizza was gone.

It was getting cold. Emily kept tripping on sticks and roots. With no sign of Benny, it started to feel hopeless.

“I think he has run home.”
“You should go check. Come back in the morning, if he’s not there.”
“I kind of ran away from home.”
“Oh. But you should still go get some sleep. I can help you look for your dog when there is light. Are you crashing with a friend?”
“That was the plan. But I haven’t asked anyone, and now it’s so late that if I call someone, their parents will tell mine.”

There was a silence. They both knew the solution to the problem, and they knew that it was wrong. If he had suggested it, Emily would have outright declined. It was hard to get the words out.

“Can I crash with you tonight?"
“If there is nowhere else you can go, then ok.”

Jud had a little rental flat nearby. It was just one room: a bed, a sofa and a kitchenette. He stopped hesitantly. It was not particularly clean there.

“I guess you can take the bed, and I’ll sleep on the couch.”

Emily fell face down on the bed. Jud had second thoughts.

“I don’t think I have any clean sheets…”

The girl kicked her shoes off and let them fall to the floor. Jud watched her cover herself completely with bedding that he had used for at least a month.

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Emily woke up in a strange bed. She was hot and the sheets around her smelled of an unknown body. She dropped the blanket to the floor and looked at the sofa about a meter away. Jud slept in his underwear. It was that hot in the room. She wiggled out of her jeans and took off her shirt. Sweaty and restless, her hands seemed to be drawn toward her groin. It was exciting to be so close to a scantily dressed man, smelling him on the sheets. Maybe he had masturbated on this bed? She saw that his head was turned away from her. She slipped her hand inside her panties.

She found herself already wet. It would be nice to continue from where she was so rudely interrupted today. She fought to keep the rest of her body still as her fingers started doing their magic between her legs. The big tingling feeling rose rapidly, and she couldn’t help drawing a sharp breath and squirming a little. The bed creaked underneath her. She glanced quickly at Jud. He had not moved. Relieved, she was just about to return her attention to pleasuring herself, when she noticed a bulge in his underwear. It grew bigger as she watched. She turned quickly away and curled on her side, facing the wall.

“I’m sorry, Emily.”

His voice came softly from the other side of the little room. He had not moved.

“I did not mean to spy on you. I woke up to you undressing, and I didn’t dare say anything.”

This was very awkward. Emily winced and held her breath. Couldn’t he just shut up?

“You know, I could step outside for a while. Give you some privacy. Would you like that?”

She sighed. What a stupid man.

“No need. I would know that you know. Let’s just sleep.”
“Ok. Sorry. Good night, Emily.”
“Good night, Jud.”

She had turned to wish him good night. He was really kind of cool. Considerate and gentle, and wise enough to keep his distance. Suddenly she was not sleepy at all.

“Jud?”
“Yes.”
“You are still… hard.”
“Don’t you worry about that.”
“But isn’t it uncomfortable to be left like that?”
“You mean blue balls? That´s a lie to make girls do something they don’t want to. It will go away in time. Besides…”
“Besides what?”
“Nothing. I just remembered how young you are.”
“Come on. I obviously know about sex. I got in trouble home because I let a dog lick my pussy.”
“Really? No wonder your parents freaked out.”
“That was a long time ago. Now they will sell Benny because dad walked in on me jerking off. Besides what?”
“All right. Besides, I can take care of it in the bathroom when you sleep.”

It was nice to lie in bed talking. Like a sleepover with a friend, only more exciting. Now it was impossible to sleep.

“Jud?”
“Yes.”
“You don’t need to wait for me to sleep. I don’t mind if you do it here and now.”
“Forget it. I told you it’s no problem.”
“I can see that it is even larger now.”
“You are not supposed to look at strangers’ privates.”
“Now it’s throbbing.”
“That’s because you keep talking about playing with your dog and stuff.”
“You saw me do it.”
“I didn’t look.”
“Ok, I’ll look away then.”

He pushed his hand inside his boxer shorts and turned to look at her.

“You are not looking away.”
“Sorry. I’m just curious.”

Jud gave her a pained look, but his hand started moving inside his underwear. Emily knew that she had had her way. He wouldn’t stop now. She sat up on the bed to look closer. Point of Jud's dick peeked out, rest of it was hidden by his briefs. He kept the waistband out of the way with his other hand. She got up and pulled the underpants all the way off him. Now she could see properly.

Such a big thing, whose only purpose was to be pushed into the little hole between a girl’s legs. It was a little scary. The thick, long shaft pulsed with masculine power, and the purple head looked like an alien being. Jud seemed terrified as he kept stroking his hardon, eyes locked to his little guest. She knew that they were breaking the law, but there was no point worrying about it now. That line had already been crossed. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around the base of the organ. As she moved up along the fleshy rod, Jud let go of it.

It felt peculiar on her hand. Warm and hard, as expected, but the skin was surprisingly loose. Wet and slippery too. A little like her pussy got. She had supposed that they would be exact opposites, but perhaps they were rather like different sides of the same thing. She became aware of her pussy lips brushing each other as she stroked the cock in her hand.

Jud looked intently at her actions, then sighed and relaxed. He crossed his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. Emily felt a twitching in her hand and saw the muscles tense on his abdomen. He started humming a weird tune over and over again. Emily looked at him bemusedly. Her every movement made his body squirm. She had him literally on the palm of her hand. Soon he got quiet, and his eyes opened wide.

“I’m gonna…you know, cum.”

That meant that stuff would come out of the hole on the tip of his dick. Maybe he had warned her in case she did not want it on herself. Her stroking had slowed down, but she was definitely not going to stop. He bucked his pelvis against her, and she moved faster. Then he reached with his hands to envelop hers and held it in place. He humped urgently a few times and pointed it away from her. She felt him getting even harder, then the gooey stuff spurted on his chest. He moved slowly inside her palm, shooting more until his abdomen was a mess of running sticky fluid.

Jud flopped back on the couch and closed his eyes. Emily smelled the stuff on her fingers and licked it quickly, making sure that he was not looking.

“Jud. Are you okay?”
“Better than okay. Thank you.”
“What were you humming earlier?”
“It was just a Stooges tune. To keep from shooting at once.”
“What’s a stoogie tune?”
“The Stooges. An old band. The song is Now I Wanna Be Your Dog.”
“Because we looked for Benny yesterday?”
“It’s played in my brain since you talked about you and him.”

Her cheeks got hot. Had she really told him that? She knew that she was being silly; she had just seen him squirm in throes of pleasure, looking extremely stupid. Her pussy screamed for attention, still she could not touch herself while he was watching.

“So do you? Want to do like him?”
“I would love to. After how good you just made me feel. Would you like it?”

He lifted his head and looked at her. It was good that he did not approach her yet. She got to decide. There was no doubt that he was willing. His dick, having just shrunk, was getting bigger again. Before she lost her nerve, she pulled off her panties. They were surprisingly damp.

Jud got up and knelt in front of her. He pressed her thigh gently and looked into her eyes. She bit her lip and spread her legs. It felt unreal to see his head press against her crotch and sense his breath on her pussy. He turned to look at him.

“Wow. I didn’t know you could get so wet that young.”

Emily blushed and closed her legs. She should have gone to wash before.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realise…”
“No, no, sorry dear. It was just that I was probably 15 before I got anything to happen down there.”
“You don’t think it’s dirty?”
“It’s my favorite taste in the world, not that I get to enjoy it very often. May I?”

He was licking his lips. For a moment she thought that she was about the get eaten for real. She opened her legs a little hesitantly.

Jude’s touch was electrifying. His tongue was smoother than Benny’s, but he concentrated more precisely on one spot at a time. He zeroed quickly on the sensitive bead in front, sending shivers deep inside her body. It was a lot like when she touched herself, only this time every contact came as a surprise.

The warm, tight sensation grew swiftly in her. She couldn’t control her rapid breathing or the little spasms on her legs. She would have liked it to last longer, but no humming would postpone her climax now. She let out a moan of pleasure, which turned into a breathless shriek as her midriff jerked from the surge of power that took over her body. Jud was merciless; every time she was about to relax, he gave her an agonizing lick, until she pushed him away.

Emily sloughed on the bed and closed her eyes. All power had been drained from her, but it was good. She felt safe and contented. Jud sat next to her and kissed her on the corner of her mouth. As she turned to him, she saw that his dick was hard again. She slid her hand down and held it. It was nice to just feel it, she did not have energy for anything more.

“Is it my turn to taste this?”
“I wouldn’t mind it. But it’s getting light. Shouldn’t we go look for your dog?”
“Mm, probably. But it’s hard again.”
“I don’t think it will stay soft very long whenever you are near.”
“I want to have a go at it. Just give me a moment.”

She stifled a yawn. He lied down and pulled her on top of himself, holding her firmly by her butt.

“It’s ok. Just keep your hand there, it feels nice.”

She felt him move slowly underneath her, pushing his hardness through her loose fist, tickling her stomach with the slippery tip. His mouth found hers again. Their tongues slid against each other for a while. Exhausted, she rested her head against his chest. It was nice to be encompassed by his embrace, feel his warm hands on her shoulders and buttocks.

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She was awoken by a hot ray of sun on her cheek. She was still on top of him, held by a sleeping man, twice her age, that she had only met yesterday. Her hand had come from between their bodies, but it was still numb. There was some sticky stuff on her palm, and even more of it gluing them together by their tummies. A little yucky. Her movement woke Jud up.

“Hello. I think I have been a bit naughty. Sorry.”

He could have really taken advantage of her while she slept, if he had chosen to. This, she didn’t mind. She told it to him with a kiss. He got hard against her body again. It was no kidding that he was crazy for her. He was so cute, looking at her with loving eyes and caressing her body. But it was late. The sun was way up. She clambered up, the sticky mass forming little strings between their bodies before breaking off.

Her phone was on the floor. Dozens of missed calls and messages from her parents. And it was already noon.

“Shit. Must go looking for Benny.”
“There is a common shower in the hallway. Just a nasty little booth really, but you should wash some.”
“I smell like… what if someone spots me?”
“We smell like sex. Good call. Let’s try to tidy up a little.”

They used a wet towel by the kitchen sink to rinse the worst grime off their skins. Emily felt a little weird dressing on her damp panties, but there was no helping it.

Soon they were back in the little forest, calling out for Benny. The trees and bushes offered them privacy to hold hands and sneak a kiss or touch every so often.

There was a distant bark. Emily stopped to listen carefully, only to get Jud’s “Beennyyy!” full blast into her ear. When she got him silenced, she had it hard to listen and not to giggle. The barking got closer and soon they could hear movement in the bushes. Benny came to view, wagging his tail and pulling on a leash, held by her dad. Jud let go of Emily’s hand. Benny growled at him.

Dad was relieved to find her. Jud introduced himself and told him that he had been helping Emily look for her dog. Dad just ignored him and pulled Emily away. She turned to look back at him, left alone in the forest. They waved each other goodbye.

On the way home dad turned several times to talk to her but changed his mind. On their home street he stopped.

“Emily, are you okay?”

There was so much that she could not tell him. It would have been easier if she was still mad at him, giving him the silent treatment. But she wasn’t. And she was more than ok, now that she had Jud. She answered with a noncommittal sound.

“You know we were worried. Where did you spend the night?”
“I was at Jud’s. We looked for Benny until it was late.”
“You shouldn’t go with strangers.”
“Jud’s no stranger. He’s my…”

She wouldn’t call him “lover” to her daddy. “Boyfriend” would be equally bad.

“…friend.”

Dad looked at her for a long time.

“And all went well?”
“Yeah.”

They continued walking. Dad told her that the lady had come by to look at Benny this morning. Benny had not answered to the name she had called him, and when they showed her the bills for neutering him, she had not been so keen to take him anymore. Emily was relieved that she would not lose Benny, but not overjoyed. A little part of her felt betrayed by the dog, for leading dad to her.

Mom looked like she had much to say. After a look at dad, she just hugged Emily and told her how glad she was that she was ok.

Emily took a long, warm shower. She found clean clothes laid out for her in her room. Dad knocked on the door and shouted that there would be pizza delivered any minute now.

Her parents had needed a little scare, it seemed. Everything appeared to be better now, but she felt like she was missing something.

She found “I Wanna Be Your Dog” by The Stooges on YouTube. First there was just noise, then the melody came that she could barely recognise as the one that Jud had hummed. Remembering last night, she connected her phone to a Bluetooth speaker. There was something trance-like to the song, but it sounded ugly and distorted, and she didn’t know what to think about it when it ended. There was a knocking on the door, that she had not heard over the music. She turned the volume up and played it again.

When she got to the kitchen, the pizzas had arrived. Dad was cutting one to slices and mom poured soda to glasses.

“Hey there, little rocker. Was it The Stooges I heard you play?”
“Iggy Pop is the hottest senior citizen in the world.”

Dad gave her a box of pizza and asked her to the living room. There he presented her proudly “The Stooges” album and prattled about the band’s significance to punk rock and music in general. The disc started spinning and the speakers cracked when the needle touched vinyl. Dad shouted over loud music that he had forgotten his pizza and left the room.

Emily was left in the room to eat and listen to old music. This song was a little more relaxed one about ancient history. Not that different from the boring tunes mom and dad usually played. It ended with a little shouting and louder guitars. Next one was the dog song. She decided that it really was just noise and left the room.

On her way past the kitchen, she heard dad talking quietly. Guitar melody blasted through the walls, but she thought that she heard the word “sex.” She stopped by the door to listen. Dad sounded worried.

“…we don’t know what they did. Maybe nothing happened.”
“Something happened for sure. Her underwear is soaked.”
“They were in the park, and it was night…”
“Go smell them and tell me it’s nothing.”

A silence. Surely dad would not go to sniff her panties? Emily prepared to dash away at first sound of steps from the kitchen. She heard an awkward cough and moving of a chair. Then he continued talking.

“If it’s like that, we must go to the police.”
“It could be hard to prove, she just washed. And what’s the use? They don’t punish those criminals like they should.”
“If he goes to jail, the other ones will let him have it. They don’t like child molesters. Keep those dirty clothes safe, I’ll take them to the police tomorrow.”

She rushed to her room. They would put Jud in jail! She had to warn him. If they got their stories to match, it could still be ok. So what if her knickers were soaked with pussy juice? She would make up a super lewd masturbation story and tell it to everyone in court. See how mom and dad would like that.

They had not exchanged telephone numbers. It had not been necessary when they were close by, and they had parted ways so suddenly. She would have to sneak out again and go meet him. It was a dire situation, but the thought of seeing Jud tingled inside her. There was more to do than talk. She remembered the intimacy, the warmth of his skin against hers. Outsiders would see it as disgusting, but the way their bodies reacted to each other was natural and good.

She had fallen into a warm reverie thinking about her lover. Suddenly she jerked fully awake. What about all that stuff that shot from his dick? Could there be some of it on her shirt?

The house was silent. Only Benny noticed her coming out of her room. When he saw her head for the utility room, he lost interest. The laundry basket was empty, and the machine was running. But her clothes would not be in there. Mom had them somewhere.

She had to go to Jud at once. At the front door she ran into problems. It refused to open. The security lock was on. It had only been used once, when they took a long vacation. She did not have the key.

Back in her room she noticed that she would need a tool to open her window. Looking out to the night, she realised that she was locked up in her home. Frustrated to tears, she knew that it was nothing compared to Jud, if he was put to jail. Not to mention what the other inmates would do to him.

Two

Come on with me, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Bruce Springsteen - Born to Run

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Emily’s few hours of sleep had been riddled with nightmares. Dad insisted on driving her to school. They were both quiet during the drive. Dad had a canvas bag in addition to the leather satchel where he carried his work laptop. She knew what he had there.

As soon as dad’s taillights had disappeared, Emily stepped away from the school yard. She knew her parent’s password to the school message system and reported herself sick with her phone. After an hour or two, the teachers would start sending homework assignments, but before that her parents would not be informed.

She ran all the way to Jud’s place. Luckily the street door had been vandalised. She rang the doorbell nonstop until it was opened by a sleepy-looking Jud. The smile on his face when he recognised Emily warmed her heart. He pulled her in and hugged her.

“Jud. Jud, listen to me. My parents are going to the police. They suspect something.”
“Oh shit.”
“Yeah, we should both tell the same story when they come asking questions. But they have my dirty clothes.”
“I don’t think they’ll go full csi for us. But I can’t have them searching this place. Wait a minute.”

He found a backpack from behind the sofa and emptied a drawer in the kitchenette into it. He put sneakers on his bare feet and kissed her long. She was out of breath and her heart beat fast when he finally let go of her.

“Thanks for coming to warn me.”
“What will you do now?”
“I’ll head to some town by the coast. I know some people around there.”
“Take me with you.”
“Sure. Let’s go.”

On the street he peered into the cars as they walked past them. He stopped by an old Mazda. The key he took from his pocket opened the lock, but he had to use a lot of power to turn it. When Emily reached the passenger side, he had the motor running. He drove off as soon as she had sat down. It was a little difficult to put on the seatbelt on the move. Dad and mom made always sure that she had it on, and they insisted that she sat on the backseat. She lowered the window and tossed her cell phone to the side of the road.

They drove to an industrial area. Old, run-down brick buildings and big warehouses made of tin. Emily had not known that there was such a place in the town. Jud parked on the side of the road next to a fenced parking ground. He scanned the area through the fence. Seeing no movement, he ripped the licence plates off the car they came in and tossed them to the rear legroom.

The gate was locked with chain and a padlock. Jud tried several keys before he got it open and beckoned Emily to follow him inside. Rows of older RV:s and caravans were parked in the area, connected with extension cords on the ground. Jud peeked through a window to a little shack before letting them in. He opened a key cabinet on the wall.

“This is a cheap winter storage for RV:s. It’s supposed to be secure with cameras and all, but I know the owner. He comes here only to drink and smoke weed.”

They stepped outside and Jud started pressing the car key button. After a little walk, they saw lights flash. It was a small camper van. Jud checked that it had a Webasto heater and decided that it would do. He disconnected the maintenance charger, and they drove off.

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On the highway Emily started to feel like a passenger. Jud had become silent, glancing at her from time to time and rubbing his neck and eyes. In the afternoon they stopped at a McDonald’s to eat something. He bought them food and brought it to the car.

“You know. I’ve been thinking. Maybe we should turn around, so I could take you back home.”
“If you want to. I just thought that you’d want to be with me.”

Tears welled in her eyes and started to run down her cheeks. Angry at herself, she kept eating. The hamburger formed a sticky mass on the top of her mouth. She forced herself to swallow it bit by bit. Jud had already finished. He looked at her and fiddled the paper trash on his tray.

“Emily. I want to be with you. Of course I do. But this will be serious. We don’t have much money, and I can’t use my name. It means stealing and… we’d be real outsiders.”
“I understand. But I don’t care. I’m ready for anything with you.”
“Okay then. But I’ll put aside money for a bus ticket. Whenever you feel that you must go back, you can do it.”

She wanted to argue that she’d never want to leave him. But looking at his worried face, she couldn’t find the words.

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They got to a little town. Jud parked in a suburb, and they examined the car. It looked like a normal van from the outside, but there was a bed, a table, tiny fridge and a cooker in the back. The seats could be turned around and the windows covered with curtains. They left the curtains open, so that it would look like a normal parked car.

Jud left to meet some people. He warned her to stay inside. If she absolutely had to leave the car, go to toilet or something, she should not be seen going in again. The van would be their home for a while, and they did not want to draw attention to it.

He was away for a long time. Boredom and unease made Emily realise how different her life was becoming. She couldn’t remember sitting like this before, doing nothing. There was no messaging to her friends and no company of Benny. She had thrown away dozens of apps along with her phone, including all her music.

Jud came finally back carrying a big plastic bag and a large water bottle. He drove to a gas station and gave Emily a large hoodie. With that covering her, she could go past security cameras and use the toilet. They parked by an empty park and set the van to camping mode for the night.

For the first time Emily was undressing to sleep with a man. It was exciting. He sat and looked openly at her. She got her shirt off and started to open her pant buttons. Suddenly her hands felt clumsy.

“You have beautiful tits.”

She looked down at them. Her areolas had swollen since she was nine, but this summer they had started to protrude from her chest.

“I don’t have real breasts yet, only little bumps.”
“That’s special. Grown up breasts can be seen everywhere, and sometimes the flat chests of children too. But when they start to grow like yours, they are kept hidden. Are they sensitive to touch?”

He reached out and stroked them lightly.

“Not really. Sometimes they kind of ache, but not that often.”
“It’s like a rare treat.”

He came closer, looked at her and licked her left nipple. Since she did not protest, he sucked it between his lips. His tongue rubbed it inside his mouth, a lot like he had done between her legs. He wanted to give her pleasure, but all she could feel was a little tickle. Should she pretend to be aroused? Sigh or moan or something? He stopped and looked at her.

“How does it feel when I touch it?”
“Not much like anything. Sorry. You could as well lick my finger or a toe.”
“Now wait a minute. Are you giving me permission to lick your toe?”
“Eww, you are weird. But if you fancy my sweaty toe in your mouth, who am I to deny it?”

She took her right shoe and sock off. Grinning wide, she lifted her foot to his face. He took it in his hand and started sucking the big toe. It tickled a lot. Emily laughed. He licked between all her toes and looked up.

“You are such a sweet girl, that I want to taste all of you.”
“Really?”

She pushed a finger deep inside her nostril. She caught some dry snot on her nail, and as she pulled it out, there was fresh mucus connected to it.

“You wanna lick my finger?”

He enveloped it with his mouth and pulled off, smacking his mouth like savouring a treat. Emily laughed so hard she could hardly speak.

“Eeewww, you are crazy… How about…how about my…”
“Stop there for a minute, Emily. This game you cannot win. I literally want to taste every centimetre of you, but are you sure that you want it? You might think it’s too weird later.”
“Okay. Enough talk about licking me. Do I get to taste your dick now?”
“Wow. A blowjob from a cutie-pie. Sure. Let me just wash it a little first.”
“So now it’s yucky?”
“There’s a difference between a sweet girl like you and a grown man like me. Believe me, after a long day like this, there will be something that you don’t want in your mouth.”

Jud took off his trousers and poured some water to a cup. After watching that no one was near, he stepped outside. Emily went along to look as he pulled his foreskin out of the way and rinsed his organ, paying extra attention to the neck of the glans. It hung limply after the cool water when he stepped back inside.

Emily led him to sit on the revolved driver’s seat. Not about to wait until one of them lost their nerve, she took it in her hand and licked the underside. Just like she had suspected, she tasted only water. The shaft hardened in her hand. It had been cool, now it warmed her fingers. She pulled the foreskin out of the way and examined the head. It throbbed a little every few seconds, and some clear fluid flowed down from the hole. So, a blowjob? She pressed her lips against the purple tip and blew into it as if she was inflating a balloon. Her lips kept slipping on the wet skin and some air found its way from the corners of her mouth. It sounded like she was trying to blow a raspberry. As she drew breath for another try, Jud’s hand brushed her cheek. She turned to look and found him stifling a laugh.

“You know, it’s called blowjob, but it doesn’t include actual blowing.”
“No? Why don’t they teach this stuff at school!”
“You could propose it to your headmaster. I’d volunteer to come and do it.”

They both laughed.

“Seriously babe, whatever you do, I love it. But try sucking it and fondling it with your tongue.”
“Ok, teach.”

Using her tongue and sucking, she got a lot more slippery stuff into her mouth. All she could taste and smell was Jud. It was good, he was all she needed now. She traced the contours of his hard cock with her tongue. When she got the whole head into her mouth, he gasped. She looked up at him and teased the underside of his glans with her tongue. She could feel the power inside the bulbous tip in her mouth, throbbing like it was about to explode. Their eyes met and Jud started humming. She knew what it meant. He stroked her hair and tried to push her away. She grabbed the base of his dick with her hands and sucked hard.

“Emily…watch out, I’m gonna…”

She tried to answer him that she knew, but with her mouth full, it came out as a mumble. She stroked the shaft with her hands and sucked hard. His hips jerked and pushed more of him into her mouth as the thick, warm juice shot into her palate. She swallowed and kept sucking, like drinking a milkshake with a straw. He moved between her lips, panting and grunting and shooting more cum. His hands were on her cheeks and he avoided pushing too deep. When no more good stuff came out of him, she let him out of her mouth. He collapsed on the seat like all power was drained from his body. He looked at his quickly shrinking dick.

“My god, girl! All clean. Well done.”
“So you liked it?”
“Emily… come on, give me a kiss.”

They kissed for a long time. Jud held her tight. Emily’s jaw was a little stiff from the recent exercise and she broke the kiss. He looked into her eyes.

“Thank you, Emily. That was amazing.”

He picked her up and carried her to the bed. They smiled at their mismatched clothes; he had only a shirt on, she, pants and one shoe. They undressed completely and lied down. Emily was happy to just have his arm around her. There would be plenty of time for more sex after some sleep. His hand was pressed against her chest, and she felt him getting hard again against her thighs. On second thought… She took his hand and lowered it to her lap.

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She woke up to the sound of walking and talking. She was in a car, an RV, with just a thin wall between her and those people. And she was in bed with a man. There was nothing in the world that she would have traded this for. She could feel the chill of the air on her shoulders, but under the blanket it was warm and everything smelled of Jud. She listened to some women talking about their children and pressed her head against the shoulder of her lover. He woke up and squeezed her.

“Good morning, sweetheart.”

She pressed her finger on his mouth and nodded toward the voices. He listened for a while and whispered:

“What would you like for breakfast?”
“I don´t know. What will you have?”
“I think I will eat… you!”

He kissed her, then disappeared under the blanket. She felt his mouth on her neck, then her chest and moving down her tummy. She fought not to giggle, until he reached her pussy. It became hard not to moan too loudly.

Afterwards she remained in bed, basking in the warmth of their love, as he went out to piss. When he returned, she realized that she had to go too. He noticed her getting abruptly out of bed.

“Have you been camping before? Somewhere where there is no toilet?”
“When I was little, dad used to hold me up by my legs if I had to pee on a car trip. But I guess it’s just a kind of a wide crouch.”
“I can drive us back to the gas station if you can hold it. But we will draw attention if we go there all the time.”

Emily put on the hoodie and Jud gave her a toothbrush. When she came back, he had done some thinking.

“I must go with my friends again. You should stay out of sight until the afternoon. People would wonder, why you’re not at school. I got this phone yesterday. You can use the Internet, but not phone anyone of course.”
“How long will you be gone?”
“I don’t know. There is a library where you can spend the time. And a playground. If someone asks, you are here to visit a relative.”

The day went much quicker with the phone to play with. She watched some content from vloggers she had followed, but soon she found herself looking at sex stuff. Her own phone had had parental controls, and even though she knew that there were ways around them, she had not used them. Porn looked disgusting, but when she imagined doing the same things with Jud, it got interesting. She was startled by Jud returning in the afternoon. She had spent all day inside the van.

Jud was in a strange mood. He seemed cheery and he carried a bag full of stuff for them and a large pizza. But the first thing he gave her was a knife. She was to keep it with her every time she got out and use it on anyone trying to come at her. Emily was much more interested in airpods that he presented her from the bag. There was also another phone. Now they could WhatsApp each other.

There was a lot of pizza. When it was eaten, Emily leaned back rubbing her overfull belly and stretched the waist band of her pants. That gave her an idea, and she undressed completely.

“Take your clothes off. I want to try something.”

When Jud was also naked, she pinched his nipple. He did not yelp in pain like she expected, but drew breath through his teeth surprised. His dick started to swell. She sucked the nipple into her mouth and bit it gently. She pulled it with her teeth as far as it would stretch, then let go. He was completely hard.

Emily took the dick into her mouth. Despite Jud’s warning yesterday, there was no bad taste. That was good, because there was something that she had read today and wanted to test. She massaged the cock head with her mouth while she moved into position to push it into her throat. The man had no idea about her plan, he just panted in surprise and pleasure of her ministrations.

Having collected her resolve, Emily pushed her head slowly and deliberately towards his groin. When the tip touched her larynx, she felt a need to puke and pulled away. Jud was so surprised, he had difficulty finding the words.

“Hey, wow… Emily dear, you don´t need to do that.”

But his cock throbbed continuously in her mouth. She swallowed some precum that kept gathering under her tongue. Whatever the man said, down here his desire was clear. And drinking and breathing his lust, it was her urge too. Warm fluid ran down her inner thighs. Her pussy demanded to be touched, but it would have to wait. She wanted to drive the man before her crazy.

She held his balls carefully and felt them retract tightly against his shaft. She rubbed them gently and took another plunge at it. Pushing the glans against the opening to her throat and back again, she got into a rhythm that allowed her to breathe and control her gagging reflex. Jud seemed out of control of his own body, just the way she wanted him. He moaned as his cock head was massaged by her tight passage.

“No, Em… shit, no… yes…yes.”

Jud’s body shook in Emily’s hands. She looked up to make sure that he was okay. He stared back at her. His face was red and he panted fast, but there was a foolish smile on his face. She turned her attention back to the matter at hand.

His hips spasmed a few times, then pushed hard against her. He entered her throat deeper than ever and shot a load of gunk in there. His hands were instantly on her temples, and he pulled his squirting dick out. The warm spray of cum splashed on her cheek, chest and stomach. She couched it out of her throat. Jud was on the floor in front of her at once and hugged her, rubbing her back. She started to say that she was okay but had to cough some more. It made her eyes water, and it was frustrating. She had wanted to make him feel better than ever, but now he seemed just worried for her. She struggled to rasp:

“I’m ok. Did it feel good?”

He kissed her. About to say something, he changed his mind and licked some jizz from her cheek and kissed her again. Then he moved down her body, licking her skin wherever it was soiled. Finally arriving between her legs, he lowered her on the floor. He deposited the cum from his mouth into her pussy and lapped the wet crevice noisily.

Emily revelled in the pleasure and love that he gave to her. It was so wet down there, and much of it was his seed. She imagined it flowing inside her feminine canal, looking for a way into her womb. What would it feel like to have him inside her, not in her mouth but in an even more tender place? She lifted her butt off the floor and offered her pussy hole for his tongue. He licked around it, the tip of his tongue pushed against the opening, then he moved up to suck her clit again. She lifted even higher, but he followed her movement and licked the sensitive nub. Just as she was about to complain, she felt his finger circling her hole. It made her body tingle from head to toe, but the middle part of her became heavy and charged with animalistic power. Just as it was about to be released, the finger pushed into her. Her tiny opening spread and the finger slipped through, advancing just barely inside her. His small movement rubbed her in a completely new way, and her pussy clamped tightly against his finger, enhancing the stimulation. He kept sliding just inside her and licking her clitoris, and suddenly all the power in her body turned into pleasure that made her weightless for a moment. Then she was just warm and relaxed and everything was as it should be.

Jud lifted her up from the floor and put her into the soft bed. She was small again, letting the strong, safe grownup take care of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and refused to let go. He arranged himself to the bed beside her and she fell asleep using his shoulder as a pillow.

⚫​

September took the last remnants of summer away. As nights grew colder, they started using the petrol heater. They drove the van to a new spot every morning, sometimes refuelling on the way. In the afternoons, when Jud was away longer and longer, Emily took up jogging. She listened to music on her ear pods and looked into the illuminated houses, imagining the lives of the people living in them. Missing Benny, she talked to people with dogs. Sometimes she visited playgrounds. The kids asked more questions than the adults, but they seemed to easily believe what she told them.

Jud brought back varied stuff. Now they had a tablet computer and a Bluetooth speaker. They were not in original boxes, so she presumed that they were second-hand. He listened to old music and tested how many devices they could charge at once from the battery inverter. Ramones was ok, but Led Zeppelin proved to be too much for Emily.

“Do you really have to listen to that daddy music? You are not old like him, right?”
“We just seem to have similar taste for music. And girls.”
“Well I don’t want it to sound like I’m home again.”
“Okay, I can use those fancy headphones.”

He had to get instruction manual for Bose headphones from the Internet. Once he had their old settings deleted and paired them to his phone, he did not use them anymore. He would rather listen to Taylor Swift on the speaker with Emily.

His taste for movies was just as weird. He preferred gangster films and action, but they tended to be even older than the ones dad used to watch. She did not mind that, many of them were quite good, and it was nice to watch them together from the tablet. Films like Badlands or Bonnie and Clyde were relatable to their situation, and Pretty Baby fascinated her in another way.

In the evenings they made each other feel good. She wanted him to put it inside her, have proper sex, but it never went that far. Somehow she couldn’t make herself ask for it, but she was certain that he knew. He did not even want blowjobs with throat, but insisted on gentle touching, with no risk of hurting her. She thought that he was treating her like a child. And maybe he wanted the company of a child, maybe he would stop loving her if she asked for more.

Sex can hurt before you get used to it. She had read about it. For love, she was ready. She had just made up her mind to tell him that, when it became irrelevant.

She had run a long stretch, thinking about her situation. Back at the camper van, she wiped the worst sweat off her body with wet wipes and was just pondering if she should stay naked for Jud’s arrival. There was some noise from outside the van. As if something scratched the back door, and then bumped on it weakly. Perhaps some animal.

She needed clothes to go look outside. Not the sweaty ones she had just undressed. They would need to find a laundromat. So far Jud had just brought her new underwear. Perhaps there was still something somewhere. She started to go through the heap of plastic bags stuffed between the front seats.

The phone rang. WhatsApp from Jude, a video call. It was silent and dark, some pattern on the screen. As the picture moved, she realised that she was looking at a car tyre, then it moved and went black. She tried to talk to Jude, but he did not answer.

She looked out the window. No one there, but the sounds and the WhatsApp made her worried. Peering down, she saw a foot. Someone was laying right behind the van.

She grabbed her jacket. It was not long enough to cover her butt, but maybe she would not look so suspicious from a distance. The door opened just a little, then it met an obstacle. She hurried out the side door.

It was Jud. His clothes were dirty and wrinkled and there was blood on his face. When she bent close to him, he smiled weakly.

“Emily, my love.”
“What has happened to you?”
“I was in… an accident. Please help me get inside.”

Inside the van he passed out on the floor. She removed his clothes carefully. There was clogged blood all over his side, and a wound on his back. It looked deep, and blood flowed from it when she pulled off the shirt that had been stuck to it. She covered it quickly with the cloth. He had bruises all over his skin, but his head was unscathed. She could not see how the blood had got to his face. Unless it wasn’t his. His knuckles were bruised and swollen.

She wiped the skin around the wound clean and tied a bandage of his shirt. Then she googled for advice. She rolled him on his side and checked that his mouth was clear. She tried to wake him up. He did not answer to his name. She knew that it was foolish, but she tried kissing his lips. They were cold. She shook him gently. He moaned low and opened his eyes to a glint.

“Jud. Can you hear me? Is there something I can do to help?”
“Hurts. Gimme a minute…”

He closed his eyes. She stroked his shoulder and brushed his cheek. There wasn’t anywhere else she could touch him that wasn’t hurt. She couldn’t lift him to the bed, but she covered him with a blanket and slid a pillow under his head.

Rest of the evening, she sat and listened to make sure that he kept breathing. Sometime in the night he moved and groaned. She hunched down to ask him what’s the matter. He looked at her, taking short, shallow breaths and moving his lips.

“Are you in pain?”

A little grimace, but that was not it.

“Thirsty?”

He nodded slowly. Emily took a mug full of water and held it for him. He managed to lift his head and drink some. She presented him a box of painkillers and he nodded. She popped a pill off the blister pack and pushed it into his mouth before giving him more water. He closed his eyes and rested. She had just risen from his side, when he spoke weakly.

“Emily.”
“Yes.”
“Come here.”

She sat next to his head and brushed his hair.

“Can you speak? What happened?”
“Maybe later. Come hold me.”

She lay down next to him and lifted his arm around her. She kissed his cheek and got a faint smile from him before he fell asleep.

In the morning she knew just how hard the van floor was to lie on. If she couldn’t get Jud to the bed, he would need a mattress. She moved the sleeping man’s arm and got up.

She needed to pee. They were still in town, because Jud had not driven them to camp. She looked between the curtains. There were some trash cans in an alley, maybe she could do her business behind them. Jud’s jacket was moist and heavy, but it covered her well below knees. As she crouched in the alley, she could smell that she was not the first one to relieve herself there.

When she came back, Jud raised his head.

“Sorry to wake you. I had to pee.”
“Now that you said it, so do I.”
“Are you feeling better already?”
“I guess.”

He got shakily up and sat on the bed.

“Still hurts all over… Where’s my clothes?”

He started to reach for his grimy pants but got pale and pressed his head between his knees. Emily rushed to aid him to lie down on the bed.

“You must rest. Do you need anything? Water, another pill?”
“I still need to piss.”

Emily looked around. A pot perhaps, if he could sit that long. The big water bottle was almost empty. She poured it into mugs and started fitting Jud’s dick into it. He laughed feebly.

“Come on, dear. This is no time for naughty games.”
“Go on, let go.”
“I can’t when you’re watching.”
“Oh, for crying out loud, you hold it then.”

But he was all spent. His head lolled down on the bed. Piss started to flow into the container. It was dark yellow, almost brown, and there was very little of it. Emily made a mental note that she must get him to drink more.

Jud slept most of the day, but overall, his condition seemed to improve. He told Emily that he had been doing a job for Jon, an old friend of his, when he was attacked with a knife and then kicked when he was on the ground. Jon was the one that arranged their phone plans, but Jud did not want to ask him for help now. It was important that no one knew about Emily. Besides, he would be okay in a day or two.

In the evening his back hurt more. He stopped talking and drifted in and out of consciousness. Emily forced him to drink one more cup of water and helped him pee. Then she tucked him into bed. Late at night she grew tired of watching and worrying and climbed next to him under the covers. Careful not to put pressure on the wound, she pressed herself against his back and hugged him tight.

She woke up feeling hot. Jud’s body next to her made it unbearable to stay under the blanket. As she let go of him, she noticed that there was some warm fluid between their skins. It came from under the shirt that she had used as bandage, and it smelled foul. She climbed out of the bed and wiped the stuff off her chest. The wet wipes got yellow, not red, so it was not blood. Still, she had to take a look at the wound.

The fabric was stuck firmly to the wound. It would hurt Jud to rip it off. She tried to wake him up but got no response. As she pulled the cloth away, he merely mumbled in his sleep.

There was clearly something wrong with the wound. There was a pool of yellow pus in it, and the sickly-sweet smell was deafening. Skin around it was bright red and swollen.

Emily did not know what to do. She tried to slap Jud’s face to get him to wake up and advise her. He just muttered something. His cheek was burning hot. He needed a doctor, or he might die. But there was no way to do it anonymously. He would pay for his health by going to prison.

Emily decided to make one final attempt to keep them both free. She took Jud’s phone and pressed its fingerprint reader against his finger. In the contacts she found one Jon. She took a picture of the wound in all its awful glory and sent it to him with WhatsApp. The phone rang almost immediately. She let it ring until she remembered how well sound penetrated the walls of the van. Then she silenced it, careful not to answer. After a while there was a message:

“U OK, M8?”

More incoming calls, and many messages with only “?”. She opened a map app, made a pin of their location and sent it. She got an answer:

“B RIGHT THERE.”

Emily dressed quickly and stuffed all her clothes, dirty and clean, into a bag. Then she got out without locking. Now she needed a place to hide and observe.

It took longer than expected. Jud was all alone, but she couldn’t go to him. There was no way to avoid being seen if someone came while she was in the van. She decided that if no one came before noon, she would check on him.

Her patience was spent at eleven. For all she knew, Jud could be dying in there, calling her name. She hurried to the van. As she stopped by the side door, a car came around the corner. Not wanting to be seen going in, she waited for it to pass. It slowed down like looking for something. There were two men inside, one of them seemed to stare at her. That had to be them.

She was very suspicious, standing there next to the van. She pulled the pods out of her pocket, put them into her ears and kept walking, looking at her phone. She rounded a block and came to the alley next to the van. The car was parked in front of it, and the men were nowhere to be seen. Probably inside. She hid the bag behind the dumpsters, not where she had pissed, and approached the van. There were no windows facing this way, so she could walk straight next to it. She heard a voice from the inside.

“Well, doc, what’s the deal with him?”

There was no answer, just some unhappy mumbling. She couldn’t stand here for long. There was no traffic now, but soon someone would come and see a kid in the middle of the road. She crawled under the van. When the man spoke, she did not hear it as loud through the floor, but there was not so much outside noise down here.

“I have cleaned the wound and shot him some antibiotics, but he needs more treatment. In a hospital.”
“Can’t take him to no hospital. He has agreed to do all kinds of shit this time, can’t have him talking about it.”
“The infection is rather bad. If this don’t work, he may not make it.”
“How long until we know?”
“You want me to come this time tomorrow? We should see some improvement by then.”
“No need for you. I’ll swing by and see how he is.”
“The dressing should be changed. And he’ll need more antibiotics.”
“Injected? No? Just leave the stuff here, I’ll take care of it.”

They stepped out and drove off. Emily stayed under the van. She had not liked the men. The leader, she presumed he was Jon, could hurt Jud if he hadn’t healed well enough.

She got into the camper van. Having spent some time outside, the stench hit her bad. Luckily there was some disinfectant smell mixed to it. Jud slept peacefully. She kissed his forehead. It was still hot. She knew what she had to do.

She got the bag with her clothes and threw it into the van. Then she started walking. She had to plan a route that she would drive tonight. The streets would be deserted then, but whoever she would meet on the road, could easily be a cop. She set an alarm at 4 am, so that troublemakers from clubs closing at 3 would already be taken away.

Despite the heater blowing warm air, she felt chilly. She kissed sleeping Jud’s chin and turned the driver’s seat around. She put the key into ignition and turned it. The headlights turned on, but nothing else happened.

What did she do wrong? She had seen Jud do it all the time. He turned the key, all the way to the right, and the car started. Now, nothing. She googled “car don’t start”. The most probable reason seemed to be the battery. But the lights worked. She remembered that Jud used to turn a lever on the side of the seat. She found a switch there marked “battery connect” and turned it on.

She turned the key again. All the way left, the lights went off. First click to the right: lights on the dashboard turned on. Second: the headlights. Then: nothing. She noticed a little screen in the middle of all the meters. When she turned the key, it said: “Press brake to start.”

She could barely reach the pedals. She thought that the left one was the brake but googled it to make sure. Pressing it while turning the key, she managed to start the motor. She spent some time adjusting the seat. It was possible to tip it forwards, so she could sit on its edge and reach the pedals. She could hardly see over the dashboard.

There was nothing in front of the car at the moment. She braced herself, took a deep breath and reached to shift from park to drive. The stick wouldn’t move. She shouted a foul word. She had worried about hitting something with the van, but now she could not even get the damn thing moving. Soon the morning traffic would start, and if driving was this hard, she couldn’t possibly make it.

Emily closed her eyes and tried to relax. There was a clock on the dashboard. 4:20. Plenty of time. The car had told her to press brake to start. Maybe she had to do that again. Holding the pedal down with her left foot, she moved the stick. It went easily to R, then N, then D. She pressed the right pedal, and the sound of the motor got louder. She lifted the brake. The car jumped forwards. She slammed her left foot down and it stopped abruptly. She hit her chest on the steering wheel and heard stuff fall in the back. Had she hurt Jud? She wanted to run to see him, but she couldn’t lift her foot from the brake. She took a deep breath and whispered another foul word.

Emily moved the shifting stick to P and carefully released the brake. The van stood still, and the motor kept running. She went to the back. Jud was still on the bed, huddled to the head part of it. She thought about helping him to lie normally, but decided against it. If he hadn’t woken up from that, she could not get him to sit and use a seatbelt. Curled on his side, he was almost in a crash-landing position. She arranged pillows and soft bags on the floor next to the bed and returned to the driver’s seat.

Okay then. She had driven cars on video games millions of times. Left foot down. Stick to D. Left foot up. Press the gas pedal, but carefully. And just like that she was moving forwards. The steering wheel turned easily, and the car headed obediently where she wanted to go.

She had scouted the route to a big parking lot next to a school and a library. No shops or clubs. It should be empty at night. The streets had seemed wide on foot, but looking through the windshield it was no longer true. There were cars parked on each side of the road, and the van felt impossibly wide. She had no idea, where the right side of it was, so she steered to the middle of the road. If someone came from the opposite direction, there was no way they could pass each other.

When she had to turn at a crossing, she was certain that she would scrape the side of the car on something. Somehow, she still managed to reach her destination unscratched. She braked and the car stopped with its usual sudden jolt, switched to P and turned the ignition off. She sat for a while, gripping the wheel and felt how her heart kept racing.

She stepped outside. It was not as close to the side of the parking lot as she would have liked it, and they occupied two parking places, but still, she couldn’t help but grin looking at the van. There were no lights in the buildings nearby. She let out a long shout of triumph into the night sky.

⚫​

She slept late next to Jud. After eating some biscuits for breakfast, she collected the stuff that had fallen due to her driving. They had neglected cleaning, but today she wanted to make their home a little nicer. She found two boxes of pills that the men had left, and some wound dressing. The pill boxes had handwritten markings on them: “Pain, max 4/day” and “AntiB, first 2, then 1/day.”

She turned to check the bandaging on Jud. There was an elastic strap around his chest and a pad over the wound. She started unrolling the strap.

“Emily. What’s going on?”
“Jud! I must check your wound. Can you get on your stomach?”
“Sure. How does it look?”

It was still red on the edges, but the cut seemed clean. No sign of the nasty pus. She kissed him on the mouth with tears in her eyes.

“You are getting better!”
“Sure. Just let me breathe a little. Is it cold in here?”

He was still hot. She made him eat the three pills and replaced the bandages. That was the only pad they had left, but there was plenty of elastic roll. She covered him with the blanket and he drifted to sleep.

He slept all day, but she woke him up to take another pill for pain in the afternoon. He shivered when he was not under the blanket. She kept the heater on. They had some bread and ham in the fridge. She fed him a sandwich, but he turned away after one bite. She ate the rest of it.

She was getting hungry. They had no ingredients for warm food, and the sandwich toppings were running low. Jud slept peacefully. It was time for a supply run.

There was no wallet in his jacket or trousers. Perhaps he had lost it, or maybe someone had taken it. She took the money they had kept in case she needed a bus ticket.

In the store she chose a packet of rice. It was cheap, and they would get a lot to eat from it. She bought some pap and purees from baby foods section. If Jud couldn’t eat anything else, then perhaps these. While there, she picked up a pack of diapers. They were hygienic and absorbent, she could use them as wound dressing.

Next days she took care of him. She kept him warm, fed him baby food and tended to his injury. She was a little worried about the gasoline now that the heater ran day and night. She turned the key one stop in the car ignition and saw the meter jump to over the half tank mark. Not bad, especially because the wound healed well, and Jud’s fever got better. One evening he pushed the blanket off and sat up.

“Right. I’ve lied down enough for a lifetime.”
“You still need to take your antibiotics.”

He took the packet of pills and frowned at it.

“Where did you get this medicine?”

Emily told him how she had messaged Jon and driven the car away. Jud looked at her full of wonder.

“Damn, girl. You have done all those things like a… superhero. That’s what you are.”

She blushed. His praise felt good, but she did not think that highly about herself. He was not through complimenting her.

“Come here, let me kiss my saving angel.”

She stepped to the bed and they kissed. That’s when the lights went out. It became quiet, even the rustle of the heater that they had grown accustomed to, stopped.

“That’s probably the battery. But don’t worry, just start the car. We’ll have power then.”

Emily climbed between the seats to the front. There was no reaction when she turned the key.

“What did you say about the battery?”
“There are two, one for driving and another for utility. The motor recharges the driving battery, and they can be connected to get them both full.”
“I think I left them connected.”
“Then they are both drained. No worries. Come here under the blanket. We’ll keep each other warm.”

She saw the hungry look in his eyes when she undressed, and it tingled in her belly. Having cared for him these last days, she loved him more than ever, but she missed his touch. It was getting chilly, but that was not the only reason why she rushed between the sheets.

They hugged and kissed. His tongue found hers and his hand reached around to feel her butt. He held her tight, then released and moved his hand to stroke her hair.

“Seriously, I can’t believe how brave and smart you have been.”

She was speechless. It was such a relief to be safely in his arms again. Her back was not covered, and it felt cold. She turned around and pressed against his warm body. Facing away, she could let tears flow. She pulled his arm to her chest and breathed deep.

Something hardened against her lower back. Jud was truly back in the land of the living. She lifted her left leg and wiggled her butt to maneuver it between her legs. The cockhead peeking from her crotch delighted her. She played with it and used it to rub her pussy. It was all slippery down there and moving her hips against the rod stimulated her whole pussy groove. Jud groaned and pressed his face against her hair.

Emily peeked under the cover to see the round glans protrude from her groin when she pushed her butt against Jud’s lap. Almost like she had grown a little willy herself. She was no longer cold at all. Pressing her legs tightly around it, she got the dick to part her pussy lips. Jud moaned as he pushed his hips against her buttocks. She reached her hand down and pushed his shaft deep into her slit. Lifting her leg, she took Jud’s hardness in her fingers and used the tip to rub her clit. He groaned, hardly suppressing the urge to keep thrusting.

Emily’s nerves tingled with sweet sensations. It was so intense, now that she had been denied this for a few days. She moved Jud’s bulbous cock head between her pussy lips. The size of it opened her wider than she was used to. If she kept rubbing the good spot, she would get her climax soon. She decided to move it lower. Despite its heat, she shivered as she felt it against her pussy hole. She took a firm grip of the throbbing shaft and pulled it to her opening. It spread wide, and with all the moisture there, the orb-like tip slid inside.

Stretched like never before, she tried to move her hips, make it a little more comfortable. Jud’s glans got rubbed in her tight entrance, and his hips thrusted forwards. A searing pain shot through Emily’s insides, and she shrieked loudly. Jud was lodged deep within her and started to pull out.

“Oh, shit! Sorry, Emily, I couldn’t help…”

She reached back and squeezed his side. Through gritted teeth she said:

“Don’t move. Just… stay still for a while.”

It hurt. She was stretched wide open from the inside and those parts of her had not been ready for it. She reached down between her legs to examine the damage with her fingers. Her pussy was strained around the intruding pole of flesh. It was so wide. She felt her way farther down the shaft. It wasn’t really that deep. She sighed a little of relief.

Part of Jud was inside her. They were connected by flesh. This was what she had wanted, and she had known that it would hurt. Warmth radiated from his manhood into her belly. She let her leg down to squeeze it, claim the man as her own.

Ever so slowly, she started moving her hips. That big thing rubbing inside her was a strange sensation. It did send tingles to her loins, but at the same time it still hurt. Jud kept still like a statue, but it was not easy for him. He started shaking and panting. Emily moved faster, keeping the movements very short. His cock head grew even larger before spurting warmth deep within her. His hands pulled her against his chest, and she heard him whisper her name. The stretching of her pussy eased as he slowly softened and slipped out of her.

“Emily. I’m sorry that I hurt you. It was like a reflex.”
“That’s okay. We’ll get better at this.”
“We should try it with you on top of me. That way you can control how deep it goes.”
“With you laying on your back? Remember that you got stabbed there.”
“I’ll lay on a bed of nails if I get to make love to you.”

Make love. That’s what it was, and she wanted them joined in flesh many times again. She hugged his arm that was holding her from behind and closed her eyes.

In the morning it really hurt her down there. Jud felt her move and turned her around to kiss her. He saw her grimace.

“Is it that bad?”
“It stings.”
“Let me have a look.”

He moved between her feet. Stroking her legs, he coaxed her to open them. His caresses on her tummy and thighs made her relax. He touched her pussy lips very lightly. She sighed.

“I can’t see bruises or blood. Beautiful little kitten, what did that nasty big tomcat do to you?”

He kissed her pubic mound and looked up at her. She sniggered. His tongue traced her slit lightly.

Jud’s touch was gentler than before. Taking his time, he awakened her arousal to overwhelm the pain in her ill-treated girl parts.

Afterwards, pacified by the waves of pleasure, she was half asleep as he covered her in bed.

“If it starts hurting again, you can take a painkiller. Not the ones they gave me, we don’t know what’s in them.”
“You are the best medicine if my kitten starts to hurt.”
“I must find us some electricity. And money. And food.”
“The phones stopped working.”
“Jon must have reported them stolen. To not be associated with me if I was found. I think we should leave this town once we get the car running.”
“How can you get power to the battery?”
“We could ask someone to help us jump start. But I think that the batteries are under the seats in vans like this. And anyone opening the door could smell that we are no ordinary campers.”
“I’m a happy camper.”

She closed her eyes and only half listened to him talking about compact battery boosters, how it would be useful to have one in the van if he could get it. There were many summer homes in the area, good places to find stuff in autumn. Unless you came across a resident with a knife. He kissed her and left.

⚫​

She woke up to hunger. It was cold in the van, so she searched their supplies wrapped in the blanket. Rice was no good raw, but there was one more jar of baby food. The fruit puree was sweet and refreshing, but it left her hungry. And she needed a toilet. She dressed and walked to the library.

In the fresh air of the foyer, she understood what Jud had meant. She could smell him all over herself. She did not mind the tale that it told to everyone around: that she had a man, and they made love. Still, she steered clear of people on her way to the ladies’ room.

There was a bidet shower in the booth. She used it to wash off Jud’s cum. From her vagina. She was a woman, and she had to rinse her vagina to make room for more of her man’s sperm when he came back. Soon she would start having her periods, and then they could make a baby. She would buy diapers and baby food again and tend to a miniature version of Jud. Did her tits feel a little bigger?

The water stung a little first, but cleanliness felt great. Bending a part at a time over the toilet bowl, she managed to shower her feet, stomach and even armpits. She left a little pool of water on the floor.

The children’s section was on the top floor. She brought a pile of comic books to a chair facing the window. Holding one on her lap, she looked out at the parking lot and waited for Jud to return. It was warm and comfortable but did not help her hunger.

A girl around her age sat to the chair next to her and unwrapped a big cake of chocolate. Emily’s stomach growled. She decided to leave to avoid watching her eat.

“You want some?”

The girl whispered. It was a library of course, but it was also not allowed to eat here. She had brown, shoulder length hair, sweatpants and a shirt that said “Friendship never ends.” Emily nodded and she pushed the chair close to hers. A big chunk of chocolate was everything she needed until Jud came.

“What are you looking at?”
“What?”
“You are not reading. What are you looking at outside?”
“The cars. Do you know what a battery booster is?”
“Sure I know. Dad has one.”
“Can you borrow it? Our camper’s battery died.”
“I think we left it at the summer cottage. We won’t be there until school’s out at spring.”
“Oh, you have a summer house. Where?”
“By the sea. Why?”

Emily had no answer. She knew that this was a golden opportunity. If she could somehow fool the girl into giving the cottage’s address, she and Jud could stay there through the winter. She wished she had a working phone now.

“Can you show it on Maps?”

The girl took out her phone and opened the app. Emily prepared to memorize the location, but the girl did not zoom closer.

“It’s here, in the south. I shouldn’t give out personal information.”

Emily decided to come clean. She had no better idea.

“I’m on the run with my boyfriend. He is the best at oral. He could lick you too, if you let us stay in the cabin.”
“Why would I want to be licked?”

She looked genuinely puzzled. Emily checked that no one was near and licked her middle finger. Then she slid her hand inside the girl’s pants and whispered:

“I’ll show you. Spread your legs.”
“You’re touching my swimsuit area.”

But she did open her legs. Emily slid inside her panties and found her slit. She was very careful to keep her touch light but tried to get her moistened finger in between, where the good spot was. The girl looked down at what she was doing.

“That’s bad touch”

She wrapped the rest of the chocolate and stuffed it into her bag. Then she repeated much louder:

“That’s bad touch. I must tell an adult.”

She started to get up. Emily pulled her hand from her pants. Panic made her stomach ache. She couldn’t let the girl talk. She knew where their van was. Even if Emily got away, Jud would walk straight into trouble. She pulled the knife from her pocket.

They both stopped still and stared at the blade. Emily remembered the horrible cut on Jud’s back. She could never do that to the girl. She lifted the knife and pressed the blunt edge against her neck. Jud would know what to do.

“Now we walk out of here. Don’t try anything. I’m gonna be right next to you.”

No one paid attention to the two girls, even when one of them, pale on the face, stumbled right in front of the checkout desk. Emily led her to the van and tied her to the seat with bandage roll. She rolled some over her head too, covering her mouth. Then she sat down to wait for Jud to come and make it all better.

He came late in the afternoon, saw the tied-up girl and beckoned Emily outside. In a low voice she told him, what had happened. There was no expression on his face as he thought for a while. Then he whispered to her:

“I have a plan. Give me the knife and act along.”

About to open the van door and get in, he turned around and kissed Emily.

“I love you so much. My life wasn’t worth shit before I met you.”

They stepped inside. Jud looked at the girl from head to toe.

“Look what the cat dragged in. Sit down.”

He pushed Emily to the other seat and pulled the seatbelt around it. He yanked it to make it lock and closed it, leaving her arms under the belt. Then he tied her wrists together and gagged her with the rest of the bandage. He approached the other girl with the knife and cut the muzzle from her mouth.

“Okay, little one. You may suck my dick for starters.”

He pulled it out of his pants and swung it near the girl’s lips. Emily couldn’t understand what he was trying to do. He wasn't even hard. Did he think that the girl would like it so much that she wouldn’t tell on them? She would more likely cry for help, now that Jud had freed her mouth. Her face twisted of distress and her tongue came out. Just as it was about to touch his dick, Jud pulled away from her. He turned to Emily and dragged her shirt up from under the seatbelt. He squeezed her nipple.

“Two bitches to ram my cock in.”

He let go of Emily and cut the girl’s shirt with the knife. She shivered when the blade touched her skin. Jud moved on to rip her pants.

Emily knew his plan now. He wanted the girl to scream. She tried to wiggle her hands free. Then she could open the safety belt and free her mouth. That was the only way to stop Jud. But there was too much bandaging around her wrists.

When Jud cut the girl’s panties off, she cried. It was not loud, just constant whimpering. He cut her loose from the seat and dragged her to the back door. He opened it wide and looked outside. There was a man by the driver’s door of a car. Jud pulled the naked girl to the door and said loudly:

“I wanna hear how you scream when my cock enters your womb.”

He forced the girl on her hands and knees, bare butt to the open air. The man walked towards them. Jud got behind her and dropped his pants. He waited for a moment before glancing over his shoulder. The man had stopped. His hand moved in his pants. Jud sat down on the floor. He looked at Emily and took a deep breath, then stood up and reached out to look around. He shouted:

"Say hello to my little friend!"

Jud pulled the girl out of the van and against a parked car. A sound came from out of Emily’s view:

“Hey, what the hell are you doing?”

The man pulled his hand from his pants and ran to hit Jud on his side. He let go of the girl and knelt by the van’s back. He looked Emily in the eyes and mouthed: “I love you,” before crouching to the ground. Jud pushed his injured back under the van and shielded his head with his arms. The man started kicking him and two more came and joined him.

Three

A custard-coloured super dream
of Ali McGraw and Steve McQueen
​ Grinderman - Palaces of Montezuma

Jud was charged with kidnapping and raping both Emily and the other girl. No one mentioned Emily threatening the girl with a knife.

She was given counselling, but not forced to give details about her time with Jud. The social workers said that they would listen to whatever she wanted to tell, but she sensed a hungry curiosity in them. She just told them how much she had missed Benny, her dog.

She could have argued that they had it all wrong, that Jud had never raped anyone. Demanded the right to visit him in prison. But she knew better than that. They would just tell her that she suffered from Stockholm syndrome. Behind her back, they would say something worse. And it would complicate her plans to bust him out of there.