"We should start for the road," Sally said.

"Well," Duke shrugged his shoulders, "we'll get there sooner or later."

"What do you mean?" Sally asked.

"I always get a little tip for my troubles," Duke said, winking at her.

"I don't have any money with me," Sally said. "But I can get you some."

"Money wasn't exactly what I had in mind," he said.

"What do you want?" Sally asked in a frightened girl voice.

"Maybe a little kiss," he suggested, "Yes, that sounds nice. Just a little kiss from those soft-looking lips. You wouldn't stop me from having a little kiss, would you? It's the least you could do for a ride."

Sally started to say no but it was too late. His strong arm went around her shoulders and he crushed her to his chest. His strength made her grow weak. His lips were brutal as they pressed against hers. She couldn't breathe and she couldn't think. Her head was swirling.

He released her for just a moment.

"Soften up," he said. "And open your lips. You're old enough to know how to kiss."

Then his lips were pressed against hers again. His tongue forced its way between her teeth and entwined with her tongue. She had never been kissed like that before. It wasn't gentle, begging kisses of the boys she had known. His kiss was urgent, demanding. He finally released her and allowed her to breathe again.

"I guess it's because you're young," Duke said. "You're sure not much of a kisser. But don't worry about that. Old Duke will teach you all you need to know."

"What do you want from me?" Sally asked.

She knew, now, that she wasn't going to be able to get out of the car easily. He wanted more than a few kisses and he was strong enough to take what he wanted.

"You know what I want," he said.

She started to scream but he clamped one strong hand over her mouth. He pushed her down on the car seat and slipped his hands behind her back while his fingers fumbled with the buttons on her gown. One by one he started undoing them.