Part 1 "You really are naive, Jo.Part 1 "You really are naive, Jo." "Why do you say that, Sally?" "You really think that guy wants anything more than to get into your drawers?" "Yes, I'm sure." And she was sure. Bill was such a gentleman. He never made any untoward advances. After all the warnings she'd received back home about men in the city, she was happy to have met such a man. "Well, be on your toes, dear." "I will." Although Jo was sure it wasn't necessary. She continued dressing. Back home, her outfit would have been considered risque, here, it was almost conservative. She checked herself in the mirror. Everything was right. Bill arrived several minutes later. Jo looked forward to her evening. Many hours later, it was a different Jo who walked through the door of the apartment she shared with Sally. Her clothes were disarrayed and tears ran down her face. Sally walked out into the livingroom, tying her silk robe. "What happened?" "It was terrible! I'm so humiliated!" "Come here, dear." Sally beckoned with open arms. She took the sobbing redhead to her. "Are you okay?" "I guess so..." "What went wrong?" "He tried to rape me!" "That bastard! What happened?" "We went to a show after dinner. After the show, instead of bringing me back here, he drove to the park. we were sitting in the car when he started trying to take my clothes off." "What did you do?" "As soon as I could, I got out of the car and ran home." The brunette continued to hold the weeping girl as she continued to cry. When her tears slowed, Sally spoke softly. "Let's get you out of those clothes and in to bed." With that, she began undoing Jo's blouse. After sliding off the blouse, she slid the skirt down the sobbing girl's hips. When she reached around to unhook the bra, Jo seemed to hesitate. "It's okay, just us girls." Sally reassured her. She continued the disrobing. Finished, she slid her arm around the naked girl's waist and led her toward the bedrooms. "But, this is your room." "That's okay. I figure you need to cry on someone's shoulder." Once on the bed, Sally took Jo in her arms again. "I'm so frustrated. |