He grabbed her arm and led her outside. Away from the customer area, the rest stop was bleak, dimly lit, and cramped. The hallway seemed unusually narrow, the ceiling abnormally low. She was so weak from hunger and the ordeal that she felt like it was all closing in on her. Finally they reached a little room with a bank of video monitors on the wall. No one was in there. The man pushed her to the back of the room where there was a tiny cell with a bench.?You can’t lock me up!? she begged. ?Please! Haven’t I been through enough???Enough?? he asked, holding her a little closer. ?What’s enough???I, I was raped. They took me. Brought me here.? She was confused and didn’t know what else to say. The man was standing too close. Close enough for her to mostly see him. He was a normal middle aged middle manager guy in a cheap suit, with a patch of bald and big hairy arms.?You were raped. Yes. It’s all about you being raped.??No, it’s, I mean. Why are you doing this to me?? she whined. He was. Excited, he asked, “Did you say Alex Darnell?”“Yes. Do you know him?” Cathy asked shocked by his reaction to her answer.“He saved my job a long time ago,” Mike answered thinking back to when the Chinese had tried to maneuver him into submitting a report that would get him fired. He said, “I owe that man a beer.”“How did he save your job?” Cathy asked.“He gave me some information I needed when I needed it,” Mike answered.Knowing there was probably a long story involved, Cathy asked, “So are you going to help me celebrate?”Enjoying what Cathy was doing to him below the surface of the water, Mike answered, “Sure.”Cathy waited for Mike to say something. When he didn’t say anything, she asked, “When?”“When what?” Mike asked with a grin.Cathy realized what Mike was doing and burst into laughter. She lowered herself on him and said, “Just keep it up buster.”Mike’s eyes crossed and he said, “It’s not going down with you doing that to it.”Mike went outside to move his car so that his visitors.
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