Dee Westee - Pleasure_s A Must

"Y-yes, Kurt," she answered, rubbing the last vestiges of tears out of hex eyes and smiling now at him. "I didn't know if you would still want to go or not, but I packed all our things anyway, just in case."

"Of course I still want to go, honey!" Kurt laughed down at her cheerfully. "Who would want to miss a beautiful trip like that? And you know what else? We're going to have the place all to ourselves for the first day. Birdie has to work tomorrow at the hospital; so she and Bill are going to come up in the evening. Won't that be nice?"

"I-I guess so, Kurt. I mean… do you think…"

"We'll see, baby. Let's not think about all that stuff right now. Let's just be glad that we're together and that we've got each other, all right? Come on now, I'll tuck you into your bed and you try to get a good rest for the morning."

Stacey was on cloud nine now. Kurt still loved her; everything was going to be all right. She was looking forward to their day alone in the mountains with almost equal amount of dread and happy anticipation. Glowing inside, she still felt a panicky feeling fluttering in her stomach. Was he going to. try to make love to her again? How should she react if he did?

And then, inside her heart, she made a final decision. No matter what happened, no matter how she felt about it or how afraid she was, if Kurt wanted to make love to her she would go along with it. He was that important to her, and she wanted him to be happy, it was just that simple. It was like a solemn vow.

But Kurt didn't try anything that night. He led her into her room, helped her to undress, put her in her bed like a little girl. He pulled the covers up over her warm body and tucked them in around her neck. Then he bent down quickly in the darkened bedroom and gave her a little, ultimately loving and tender kiss on her forehead before he tiptoed out of the room and closed the door silently behind him.

Stacey sighed deeply and curled up under the covers, almost asleep already. I have the most wonderful brother in the whole wide world! she thought before she felt herself falling down a long, dark bottomless tunnel of sleep.

"You said we weren't going to hurt anybody, Jack!" said Jimmy Buckley as he pulled the car at top speed onto the highway. "And then you went ahead and shot that old man right in the chest! He might be dead for all we know by now, and you've got us involved in a murder rap!"

"Well, we had to get out of there, didn't we?" growled Jack Watson in reply from the backseat of the speeding automobile. "That old man was trying to be a hero, jumping on me like that. from behind. I don't take that from anybody. Anyway, what are you beefing about? We got the money, didn't we?" The heavy-set man patted the canvas bank bag that sat next to him on the car seat. "There must be at least thirty thousand in here, enough to get us all to Canada and set us up for quite a while."

The third man in the car spoke now from the side of the front seat. "I wasn't counting on actually shooting somebody, Jack. Those police are just going to be crawling everywhere now. They'll have the stick-up on the six o'clock news and before we know it we won't be able to move an inch without being recognized!"

"Don't worry," said Jack gruffly. "Just keep within the speed limit! We'll hole up somewhere for a while. And then if you want to we can split up!"

This wasn't the way Jimmy Buckley and Steve Torrance had planned it to be. They had planned to use their hands hidden in their coat pockets to rob the bank, not actually use any guns. But this Jack Watson had surprised them by whipping out a real revolver during the course of their holdup of the Lawrenceville Bank, and then he had shot the defenseless old man in the chest! Now both of them were sorry they had ever met Jack Watson. It had been his idea in the first place to stick up the place. They had all been to prison; they all knew the score. Broke and down-hearted, they had met Jack in a bar last night, and somehow they, had drunkenly evolved this plan to raise some ready cash, escape to Canada, and start a new life. Now it all seemed like a hopeless mess.

Now it seemed to Jimmy and Steve that Jack was taking over the whole operation. Jack was studying the road map now, and then he gave what sounded like orders: "Okay, turn off on the road that goes up the mountain, then we'll work our way down those back roads to the border highway."

"What good is that going to do us?" asked Jimmy Buckley.

"The pigs are going to set up a.; roadblock on this highway! We'll double back later better yet we'll stay in one of these little towns for a couple of days. They'd never look for us to hole up in the mountains…"

"Where…?" Steve asked. "They'll check the motels and rental cabins…"

"Well, we'll just pick out a place and take it over!" Jack explained.

There was really nothing for Jimmy and Steve to say now: Jack had a gun, and it was obvious that he didn't mind using it. They didn't want him to start feeling like they were going to give him any trouble now. Jimmy took the turn that he had been ordered to take, keeping the car under the speed limit carefully so as to avoid the attention of any police cars. He didn't know the area, and it seemed that they drove for hours. Still he waited almost fatalistically. for Jack Watson's next directions.

The day dawned beautiful and sunny, and both Kurt and Stacey were up arid around by nine o'clock. Within an hour they were in their car, and Kurt headed out of the city, reaching the curving mountain road not long afterward.

Stacey felt good, but she wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen once they reached the mountain house. From time to time, it seemed that Kurt was glancing over at her with just the hint of a leer, his eyes sweeping over the curvaceous outlines of her body under the summer dress she wore, her beautiful legs showing expansively below the short hem.

Oh God! He's going to try it again! she thought desperately. Every mile of upward climb was bringing them closer to that time when they'd be alone together and he would begin his sexual advances, she was sure. Anxiously, she began chewing on her fingernails.

Kurt recognized the sign of nervousness in his sister, and it seemed that he had read her mind.

"It's going to be all right, Stacey," he assured her, patting her tenderly on her knee. "I want this to be a happy day for you."

"Oh, I guess I'm just tensed up… and this road kind of scares me."

"Is that really what you're afraid of?"

"Partly."

"Is the other part of it… about sex?"

"Yes… in away…"

"I'll try to keep from hurting you… as much as I can," Kurt told her gently. "But, I won't do anything if you don't want me to."

He's serious! thought Stacey, feeling panicky again. He's still planning on… fucking me! And I promised myself I wouldn't refuse!

"Oh… it's all right, Kurt. I'll be fine, you'll see," she reassured him shyly.

"Well, it's something every woman has to go through sooner or later, honey" he said. Kurt forced himself to slow the car down a little, although his impulse was to, get to the mountain house as quickly as possible. Damn! His desire was starting to build up inside him, and he could already feel his scrotum beginning to crawl and tighten, lifting his testicles, while his penis was hardening and coming to erection. He had been waiting for this day for so long!

Then Kurt reached the little side road that led to the house they had rented, and before long he was parking in front of the beautifully situated A-frame cabin.

"Oh, it's beautiful!" exclaimed Stacey. "And the air up here smells so clean!"

"Yes… it's nice!" Kurt was fumbling in his pockets for the keys and feeling a rising excitement. Damn! He'd have to control himself. I mustn't come on too strong! I have to make it easy for her the first time.