"What's your name, doll? I'm Lola and this is Jerry."

Angela finally sat up. "You can't do this. Please stop this thing and let me out."

The woman chuckled. "We can't do that now. Once Moose starts moving, he doesn't like to stop until he gets where he's going. Just rein and everything will be fine. You still haven't told us your name. Come on, have some beer and you'll feel better."

Angela was terribly afraid. Lola tried to soothe her, but Angela could tell that Lola wasn't sincere. They were taking her somewhere against her will. Lola kept asking her name and finally she told it to them.

"I'm calling the police as soon as I can."

Jerry said hardly anything. Then Angela gasped as she saw him bring some rope out of a pile of junk near where he was sitting. Bath Jerry and Lola came towards her and she was helpless.

"Just to make sure you don't try anything," Lola said.

They tied her up. They soon had her ankles tied together and her wrists tied behind her back and a wad of cloth stuffed into her mouth. She lay on the floor and started crying into the gag.

"Oh shut up," Lola said. She sipped beer out of the can she held in her hand. She talked to Angela. She said Angela was pretty. She took another slug out of the can, and then she handed the can to Jerry. His eyes continually on Angela, Jerry finished the beer and put the can down.

"She's a knockout."

Lola laughed. "Yeah, she sure is. I think Cory's going to like her."

Jerry kept looking at Angela's legs and ass and tits, and then finally he touched her. He ran his hands over her tits, his fingers rough as he squeezed her flesh.

Lola laughed. "Don't break anything, love."

"Just looking," Jerry said. He opened the front of Angela's blouse and pulled one of her tits out of her bra. "Nice. Very nice." Then he pulled her dress up to look at her thighs and ass. He fondled her ass through her panties. "Yeah, she's a piece, all right."