For the first time in her life, Nancy felt her body racked with an emotion that hit her with a fury and intensity she had never even dreamed of before.

She found every single nerve in her body tingling with a supreme lust. She sat in the crowded cab as if in a trance, her eyes looking far off and slightly glazed, her red fulsome lips slightly parted and gleaming wetly, as she felt a lewdness throbbing in her pulse as she wondered: Could I do that? Could I have gone off with that stranger?

The answer was yes! Nancy sat, feeling a massive throbbing pound rhythmically through her sensually aroused body as she sat and allowed herself, for a few reckless moments, to imagine… daydream… about what it would be like to be naked and alone with a strange man. The drinks were beginning to have an effect on her, and she still felt as if she were on a holiday. Wildly smiling, she let herself think about what it would be like to be naked and drinking with a stranger. More than that… to be naked and enticing in front of a stranger like the one who whispered in her ear! To be totally naked and at the mercy of someone who was coarse and vulgar and used her like a whore! To have some hairy man paw her soft naked body… to have them do obscene things to her… to be forced to do… things… to him! Oh God! It was all so… so exciting!

"Hey, what's the matter, baby?"

Nancy turned, startled, to see the man crammed against her was talking to her. "Oh. Nothing. Why?"

"You looked funny."

"Did I?"

"Hell, yes. No private thoughts on this party. Everybody sticks together. Hey, here we are!"

They piled out of the cab in a strange part of Chicago, a section that was away from everything Nancy knew.