Dave had had enough. "Get out of this car before I rearrange your face, slut."

Angie suddenly felt nervous. She didn't relish walking the streets alone at three in the morning. "Aren't you going to be gentleman enough to drive me?"

"Get out," he repeated, and this time Angie was convinced she'd better not try the big man's patience any further. She opened the door and got out of the car.

As soon as the door was shut, the Cadillac sped off, showering the young blonde in a cloud of dust. Bending forward to brush herself off, Angie noticed her fly was still open. Quickly she zipped it up, and then looked dubiously around her.

The road was deserted.

It was a good twelve blocks to her apartment, and she decided that, rather than chance it, she'd stop by her friend Sally's house and ask to sleep on her couch for the night. The house was less than two blocks away, and Sally was her best friend. She wouldn't mind.

Fatigue now replacing her horniness, Angie began trudging resignedly towards the house, watching the ground for bits of broken glass or sharp rocks. Her shoes were still in Dave Wagner's car.

CHAPTER TWO

Sally wasn't home. Angie had been ringing on first the front and then the back doorbell for the past five minutes, but the only response she'd got was the frenzied barking of Sally's dog, Saxon, who was playing the part of watchdog with tireless zeal. Angie could hear him clawing at the other side of the back door as she stood, defeated, trying to summon up the courage to continue on home. She was on the verge of tears.

She was about to give up and head back out onto the street when a thought struck her. Once when she had come back from the movies with Sally, her friend had rummaged under one of the planters on the back patio and come up with the key. On impulse, hoping against hope, Angie slid her fingers in under the wrought-iron planter, feeling about… until she found it. Giggling to herself with relief, she unlocked the back door and eased herself in, appeasing the big German shepherd by calling his name and reaching out to pat his large head.