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Around the university the city was for the most part
asleep but no city ever sleeps in it's entirety and Sam Rankin was one of
those that was stirring at 04:30 hours. Sam was already started on his
morning routine; up at 04:00 hours, brisk run in the park adjacent to
where he lived in a small studio apartment; a quick shower, breakfast on
the run and at work at the restaurant at 05:15 hours. It was simply the
way every day the day began as Sam struggled to maintain a full load of
classes at the university. Her ran briskly as he returned towards his
apartment after his morning run.
Meanwhile, in the park, another creature was stirring. Ginny Macken, still
quite intoxicated, slowly regained her senses. She was quickly aware of
the cold when she realized that she had no clothes on as she lay in the
grass of the park. She was alone and her mind functioned slowly as she
began to perceive her condition and her clothes laying helter-skelter
about her. She staggered, then crawled to her panties that lay a few feet
away and struggled to put them on. Then, the bra. . .
It was when she had clothed herself in her skirt and blouse and sat
contemplating the two hopelessly damaged hose and a single shoe that she
felt the body fluids drain from her and verified what she had suspicioned
had happened to her.
She had gone to the fraternity picnic with her friend, Glenda, and Glenda
had left her alone at the party almost immediately. she'd had two, maybe
three beers at most - Ginny was always very careful to limit her drinking
to that which she could safely handle. The party had seemed to go well as
she remembered the Frat boys serving her food and drink and playing up to
her as she teased them as always.
Then, her mind began to blur. She had only vague notions and brief
glimpses of what had happened after that. She recalled Brad Willingly
embracing her on the ground and kissing her - or was it someone else
kissing her! As she sat, trying to recall the events of the evening she
had a flash of a man over her, fucking her there in the grass.
It was at the same time as the thought of the man doing her that she saw
the headlight of Sam Rankin approaching briskly and panicked as she tried
to decide what to do - ruin and hide or hail him down for help. The
elevated tension she felt as she saw Sam approaching took over her entire
being. She puked, as a loud, animal sound came from her and she spilled
her guts. At the same time, her intoxication from the previous night was
still with her and she lay senseless next to her smelly regurgitation.
It was at this point that Sam saw the helpless girl, lying on the grass
next to the train. The odor around her and her disheveled condition made
her situation obvious. Still, he couldn't leave her defenseless in the
park. He simply picked her up and took the partially coherent girl,
mumbling and talking gibberish, to his apartment.
Then, once there, he removed her blouse and skirt and placed her in the
shower under tepid water. An examination of her clothing filled with grass
and twigs told him that she'd recently dressed in the open space. "Dumb
broad!" he thought as he heard more mumblings from the shower.
Sam had obligations which had to be met as he continued his morning
preparations to meet the day and the girl languished under the shower. It
was as he was preparing to depart that the girl emerged from the bathroom
wearing Sam's robe and screamed, "You bastard. You raped me," and
continued to repeat the accusations as Sam tried to respond. The girls
eyes were filled with tears and her hatred was easily discernable in her
eyes.
Sam, annoyed at the interference with his morning responsibilities,
responded quickly, "You dumb broad. I found you drunk out of your mind in
the park and thought to keep you safe and secure until you were able to
make it on your own. I'm due at my job now but I want you out of here when
I return."
Three hours later, Sam returned to his apartment upset because He'd
forgotten that it was Sunday and there were no classes. His agitation was
enhanced when he walked into his apartment and saw the girl still there;
now dressed in freshly washed and ironed clothing, he noted that she was a
very pretty girl. Long dark hair surrounded a feminine face with creamy
complection and blue eyes sat on top of a lean frame and her breasts were
small. If one discounted the red eyes and dark circles under them, she was
a beautiful girl.
Beautiful or not, Sam was upset, "I thought I told you to get the hell
out." The girl answered, "I'll be going now but I couldn't leave without
apologizing for my behavior this morning. I should have known that you
weren't involved with last night." Then, as she started to leave, Sam
noted a slump in her shoulders and a reluctance to move on and he felt his
anger abate.
"Have some breakfast before you go." Sam said and was rewarded with a weak
smile. "My name's Ginny Macken," she said. Then, as Sam prepared a
breakfast with lots of black coffee, Ginny told her story, as well as she
could remember, of the previous evening. It was not a pretty story that
she told and Sam was soon in sympathy with her plight.
Over breakfast, she explained that the guys who had probably done it to
her were members of her sorority's brother frat and they were very close
to her sorority sisters. She no longer wanted to be associated with them
and needed to look for new quarters.
Sam seemed to understand her plight as Ginny continued to worry and fret
about her future. From their discussions, an arrangement was decided upon
to get Ginny reestablished away from the sorority. She would go to the
sorority house and pack her things this very day. Ir being Sunday, most of
the girls would be out an d she could work with as little explanation as
possible. At exactly 15:00 hours, a taxi would pull up in front of the
house and load all her possessions; then, return her to Sam's apartment.
In the mean time, Sam would set up the other twin bed that he had stored
since He'd had no use for it. He would equip the other bed with his other
change of sheets and she could sleep there. It wasn't a perfect
arrangement but they could change in the bathroom or closet.
Even as he worked, Sam felt a growing concern felt a growing concern. He
hardly knew the girl! She could be a source for all sorts of distress. He
be gan to question his offer.
It was 15:25 hours when the taxi bearing Ginny and her possessions pulled
up in front of the apartment where Sam waited nervously. Swiftly, Ginny
paid the taxi driver and commenced moving her belongings into the
apartment. There, she surveyed the changes and remarked that it was just
fine. She seemed to know that the bed next to the bathroom was hers and
she quickly mov ed her things into the waiting, vacant drawers in the
closet. Only once did she ask Sam for assistance and that was to lift her
big suitcase up to the storage loft in the closet.
Then, having completed her task, she flopped down on her bed and turned to
Sam on the other bed. "Sam. I want to thank you again for all this.
Youfve been wonderful." Then, they began to make immediate plans.
First, Ginny offered to take Sam to dinner at the local Italian eatery in
exchange for all his help. . . an offer Sam accepted even as he wondered
where she'd get the money.
Then, tomorrow, Ginny would look for new quarters as soon as her classes
were over.
At 18:00 hours, Ginny had changed her clothing and now wore a fashionable
Levi denim trouser with a western style blouse and a red bandanna tied at
the neck. She was not only fashionable but sexy as hell, dressed as she
was. Her careful attention to grooming and dressing had, indeed, made her
beautiful.
As they left the apartment, Sam was somewhat awed by his escorting such a
knockout beauty to dinner. He'd had little dealing with women during his
time at the university and those he did consort with were hardly in the
same league with Ginny. Of course, Sam had no real expectations of a
relationship with her - she was out of his league. Perhaps a free meal was
better than nothing, he thought.
Then, at the restaurant, all the male eyes immediately focused on the
newly arrived Ginny as Sam walked proudly behind her to a booth near the
back of the room. As they walked, Ginny seemed strangely uninterested in
the attention she was getting from the men and instead, she seemed to be
making an effort to insure they were perceived as a couple. He began to
feel more confident and proud
Dinner was well prepared and tasty and the service in the restaurant was
impeccable as Sam and Ginny dined together. They talked easily now as
Ginny plied Sam with wine. Their conversation became more personal and
soon they were discussing their lives. Sam explained that he was working
his way through the university and had no money to spend on fun or luxury
as he felt a growing awareness of the sexual attraction of the woman next
to him.
Then Ginny told of coming from a wealth family where her parents hadnft
really wanted children to interfere with their busy lives. Her birth had
been the result of their carelessness as they had succumbed to a night of
uninhibited sexual intercourse and she had been a liability from the very
first. They had cared for her well. . . she had every luxury and
governesses to see to her every need. When she had left for the
university, it had been a relief to her parents and they had provided her
with a very generous expense account to keep her in school.
As she talked, the events of the previous night remained vivid in her mind
and though they held strong sway in her thinking, she said nothing of
them. Like with so much of her life, she was unsure why she continued to
remain mum; perhaps it was her shame for allowing it to happen or perhaps
she was afraid of the consequences of any further discussion but her
thoughts remained hers. Ginny had been no virgin at the time of the rape
and she had been taken willingly by several other guys as a reward for
their having provided her with food, wine, dancing, etc. This she did not
mention either.
It was after dessert and an hour of such talk that Sam felt it again - his
lust came over him strong and powerful as he was attracted to Ginny. He
was affected as never before - his cock began to rise to the occasion! He
felt the growing compulsion to have her. . .
Had he known what was in Ginny's mind, He'd have moved differently! Ginny
was also feeling very, very intimate with Sam. Sam had come into her life
only less than a day before; yet, he brought something she'd never known
before. He had taken her in and cared for her and showed real concern for
her which was a new experience. He'd asked for nothing in return! The
bond that had formed between herself and Sam was strong yet there was this
matter of the previous night and her past that complicated any
consideration of a relationship!
As they returned to their apartment Sam was embarrassed by the large lump
in his trousers where his erection stood out proudly. With all his
attempts, he had failed to hide the obvious as he was pretty sure that
Ginny had seen it.
Ginny had seen it and carefully gave no sign of her discovery to avoid
embarrassment for Sam or herself. Suddenly she felt a sense of pride rise
out of the chaos in her mind as she realized it was she who had caused it!
She had brought this condition on the very man who knew more of her
situation and her shame than any person alive .
As they entered the apartment, Ginny decided that Sam was a rare man who
now knew her better than anyone ever had before and still wanted her as a
woman. The only question now was it just a matter of lust and sex or did
he want her totally, her mind and her heart and her very soul. Her mood
darkened as she realized that other option.
Once inside the apartment, each went about their separate ways as they
prepared for the evening. Ginny felt herself relax a bit from the tensions
of the past day and a chance look into the mirror told her how grim she
really looked. She tried to force a smile! It looked forced.
Sam had returned to the apartment feeling a strong attachment to the
girl/woman he'd known for less than a day. He had experienced very few
friends in his life. . . now there were none until this night when he
sensed Ginny might be a friend. He knew by now that she was a very
complicated person and carried a host of personal problems . . . problems
He'd do better to avoid! Then there was the matter of her rape just last
night and the emotional trauma that must surely remain inside her from
that event. Then, he thought, "It doesnft matter as she'll be gone
tomorrow and it won't matter."
It was nearly 22:00 hours when they decided to retire for the night and
the process went off smoothly as they undressed in the privacy of the
bathroom and they were in bed prepared to sleep.
Sleep didn't come easily to either of them as they pondered ther recent
events. Sam enjoyed a nice erection under the covers and went to sleep
with his hand lightly caressing his aroused penis. . . The woman in the
bed a scant three feet away, the cause of his erection was unaware this
time as Sam let his erotic thoughtsof her range freely.
Ginny lay considering her current situation and seeking a solution. Her
mind considered finding new living quarters, transportation, class
schedules, etc., in minute detail but she had disciplined her thinking to
restrain any consideration of her rape in her thinking. It was like it had
never happened. . . but it did!
It was sometime after midnight when Ginny's mind, unencumbered by the
rigid discipline when she was awake, brought up vivid memories of the
degrading acts of the previous night in a nightmare. . .She screamed,
"NNNooooo. . .! Stop that! You can't do that to me. . ..!" as the memories
flooded over her. She flailed and tossed the covers in a frenzy and began
to cry and sob.
As Sam awoke from the sound of her cries, he moved to comfort her and as
he reached for her, Ginny, half dreaming and half awake, perceived him as
one of the rapists. She struck out at him with her fist and screamed, "Get
away from me!"
Then, as Ginny became fully awake and free of her nightmare embraced Sam
and held him as she cried on his shoulder. She spoke freely of the rape
now and of her shame and degradation as she continued to sob and shake as
she leaned heavily on Sam.
Gradually, as Ginny's calm returned Sam moved from her embrace and pulled
the covers up over her to tucked her in. Then, as he was about to return
to his own bed, Ginny asked, "Sleep with me tonight. I'm scared."
Sam, seeking to comfort Ginny, raised the covers and moved next to her in
the bed. There he lay spooned against the troubled girl to offer his
comfort. . .his arousal and erection had long since dissipated. Twice more
that night, Ginny had episodes of nightmares, though none were as dramatic
as the first, and Sam was there to comfort her.
At 0400 hours Sam arose and commenced his day. As he started his morning
run, he was in afoul mood as lamented on his loss of sleep. Then, as he
got into his run, his mood cleared and when he returned, he found Ginny
had arisen, made breakfast and awaited his return. "couldn't sleep," was
her only comment and when Sam left for his morning job, she would return
to bed.
That Monday evening, as Ginny returned to the apartment she reported that
the dormitories were full and that the apartment rentals she'd found were
unsuitable so she would be moving to a hotel until she could find
something. As she prepared to leave the apartment, she suggested that she
buy dinner again and Sam replied that He'd just prepared dinner and that
there was plenty for two.
As Sam made his offer, he realized that He'd planned for her to stay. He
wanted her to stay and be his room mate . . . but of course, she'd never
accept that, he thought. Perhaps over dinner he could . . . he could try!
Ginny was quick to accept the dinner invitation and made a great dinner
companion but Sam couldn't seem to find a way to invite her to stay
without insulting or hurting her. He sat making small talk and hurting.
Then, as they cleared the table and washed the dishes, he sought an
opening to ask her to stay but it never came.
It was as Ginny was assembling her belongings that Sam finally blurted
out, "I want you to stay. We can live together just like we have. . .you
know, no sex or anything like that" Then, having said it, he was sure He'd
blown any chance of success.
As he stood mute, waiting for her rebuke, Sam's confidence faltered. It
was when Ginny turned to him and said, "You know me. I'm pretty thoroughly
screwed up but if you can stand me, I'd like that."
"Sam replied, "I think I can stand you."
Suddenly, Ginny broke into a smile; her first real big smile since that
night. "Friends," she said and Sam replied, "Friends."
The rest of the evening was spent working out the details of their living
arrangement. They would live like brother and sister. They would share the
household chores and Ginny insisted that she would pay for rent, utilities
and food with some of the generous monthly allowance she received from her
parents.. Sam could quit his morning job and pick up a full load of
studies at the university.
So they began their new living arrangement. The two shared
responsibilities and worked well together and their lives grew comfortably
simple as they formed their life around their apartment. It might have
been an idyllic existence for Sam except for one nagging situation. He had
only to think of Ginny, or see her and his mind and body became aroused.
During the day, Sam maintained rigid discipline that kept his thoughts
diverted and he was able to function as always. It was in bed, at night,
with her sleeping barely three feet away, that his control faltered and
his dreams became lurid, erotic dreams of making wild love to Ginny.
As the weeks passed, the two grew closer in many ways and their friendship
flowered even as Sam suppressed his urges. In many ways they began to
resemble a man and wife as they learned to live efficiently together.
It was also as those weeks passed that Sam found himself losing the
control that had kept his relationship with Ginny viable. Self discipline
began to require more and more of his tho9ughts and his studies suffered.
At night, he had always slept soundly but now he found himself frequently
awake and trying to fend off those thoughts that would surely ruin he and
Ginny's arrangement.
Finally, it was useless to pretend to himself and to try to make their
arrangement work. It was 01:30 hours and Sam had just awakened from one of
his more erotic encounters with his roommate as he sat on his bed and
turned on the night light. He had fought the good fight but his mind told
him clearly now, the living arrangement would not work!
It was as he was reaching that decision that Ginny began to stir and was
awakened by the light in the room. She turned. Then, she saw Sam sitting
with his back to her and she was concerned. "Sam Is everything all right?"
she asked.
Sam turned to face her and said simply, "We've gotta talk. Our arrangement
isn't working. . . not for me at least!" Ginny, on hearing this suddenly
grew concerned as she asked why and Sam replied, "Youfre a beautiful lady
and a desirable woman. . .I want you! I crave you! I need you! . . . all
of you, heart, mind soul and body! And I can no longer control that when
youfre sleeping only three feet away." Bad as the thought of ending their
relationship seemed, he was relieved at having spoken.
Ginny listened and after a moment, quietly responded, "I didnft know," as
tears began to well up in her eyes. Then, she lay back into her bed and
rolled away from Sam. The conversation was over.
As Ginny recovered from the disclosure she had just heard she thought
about it her situation. He wanted her. He needed her. He wanted all of her
and not just her body. Nobody had ever offered that before.
Sam, on the other hand, lay back down relieved and immediately fell into a
deep sleep unencumbered by dreams. His mind was at rest and he would deal
with the trauma of her leaving later.
It was some time later when Sam felt the covers lifted from his sleeping
form and her warm body slip under them as she moved to spoon with his now
wide awake person. At first, he did not move, afraid he might be dreaming
again; then, he snuggled back against her. It was then that he heard her
say, "I want you too. Canft we get past that stupid agreement and work
something out."
As Sam turned to face her in the bed, he was certain the agreement had
been abrogated and that Ginny and he had embarked on a new phase in their
relationship. He moved to kiss Ginny tentatively, on the lips.
Ginny, uncertain about her reception in Sam's bed, was relieved when Sam
had kissed her. She had returned the awkward, sterile kiss with as much
enthusiasm as she could muster only to be met by is lips again, this time
tenderly and offering the promise of much more to come. It was a start!
From that humble beginning, the couple grew more intimate with each
passing moment. With experience came familiarity and with familiarity came
intimacy. It was a slow seduction as each took the time to savor the best
that the other offered.
They learned to transmit their thoughts and needs and desires through
their eyes and their body language as they prepared for the ultimate act.
For Ginny, who had been seduced a number of times before, it offered new
sensations and experiences as she gave of herself rather than simply
accepting and her passions were soon at new levels.
They rested frequently and talked. It was then that Ginny said, "I wish
you could have been my first! I was so stupid to let those others use me
when you offer so much more. I love you!" Sam quickly responded, "The past
is past. Wefve only the future. . ." Ginny was still concerned, "Can you
forgive me for those others?" And Sam replied with a certain firmness,
"Therefs nothing to forgive."
Then, as the kisses grew more rewarding and Sam's hands provided
stimulation to her breasts and nipples, Ginny began to more actively
participate in their act as she felt a strong compulsion to give - to
excite her lover! She turned in the bed and grasped Sam's cock and began
to slowly pump his erect penis as if to stimulate it further.
Ginny had never sucked a cock before. Oh! she'd been asked and she's been
begged but somehow it'd seemed inappropriate. It was there on the bed as
she pumped on Sam's cock that she felt the urge to try something new. She
moved tentatively until her lips were over the head od Sam's dong. There,
she tasted the slightly salty taste of his cock as she orally fucked him
and was rewarded by body language that told her she was appreciated.
The fellatio might have continued longer as Sam reveled in the new
feelings but Ginny had given way to her passion filled emotions and
demanded that he fuck her. Responding to her demands, Sam moved over her
into the customary missionary position and positioned himself for his
entry. Their eyes met in silent agreement!
As Sam's tool slipped into Ginny's well lubricated vagina, she knew that
this copulation would be like no other. She wondered if this might be the
time when she experienced an orgasm which she'd heard about but never
experienced.
Again, they worked slowly together as they became familiar with each
other's moves. Their coitus soon became uniquely their own as they used
and worked each other for maximum enjoyment.
It was as she felt Sam's movements quicken in preparation for his
impending climax that she felt it. It was a feeling like no other as her
body quickened and her senses brought on something so strong and so
controlling and so filled with pure joy that her powers of reason
dissolved into the morass of emotions and pleasures . It dawned on her
even as the effects struck her. . . she was having her first orgasm!
As Ginny rode the waves of her first peak, Sam was also feeling the
approach of his peak. His timing hadn't been perfect but they'd both
attained their peaks and then, they rested in each other's arms.
Ginny was the first to speak, "Was it good for you?" she asked in the time
honored manor of women after a bout of fantastic sex. Sam smiled as he
replied in the time honored fashion, "It was the best." Then, they lay
still joined by Sam's now flaccid cock caressing and petting and talking
as neither wanted to part. . .
A few minutes later, when Sam's cock had risen to full erection again,
they proceeded to the coital rhythm; not with a sense of urgency or a need
for the sensations and wild passions of before but slowly as they talked.
When Ginny asked Sam if she might stay, he was thrilled. His enthusiastic
kiss gave her all the answer she needed. For the second time that night
she said the words, "I love you." without reservation or duress. On
hearing this Sam grew quiet as he realized the gravity of the decision he
was about to make. Then, he said, "I love you Ginny and want you with me
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