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 JAMIE

   By Comshaw

   They moved in next door not long after Jim's 54th birthday.  He went
over the day after they moved in to introduce himself.  His first
impression of the parents was to be born out later, many times.  Barbara,
the mom, was a not to bad looking blonde with a nice ass, but scatter
brained and ditzy as they come.  And as Jim talked to the dad, it seemed
that his new neighbor wasn't interested in saying anything.  In fact the
only sound he made was a grunt from time to time in response to something
Jim said..  Jim talked to them for a short while, then just as he was
bidding them goodbye Jamie came out the door.

   Barbra introduced them and as Jim stood there smiling, shaking her hand,
he knew he would be stroking his cock to thoughts of her that night.  Jim
knew he was a dirty old man, he admitted it to himself and loved to
secretly ogle the young women around him, fantasying about what it would be
like to fuck each of them.  And Jamie was prime fantasizing material.  Jim
figured she was about 5' 7" or 8" tall and weighed around 120 lbs or so. 
She was dressed in tight hip hugger jeans and a form fitting tank top.  Jim
could feel his cock starting to get hard as he stood chatting with her,
wondering as he did what her young pussy would taste like.

   After a time Jamie excused herself saying she was going to meet some
friends.  Jim watched her go, then bade her parents good day and headed
home.  That night he lubed his cock up and jacked off with images of
Jamie's naked young body dancing through his thoughts.

   Over the next few months Jim took every opportunity he could find to
talk to Jamie.  Durring his jogging outings he would "accidently" run into
her on the street as she walked home.  Before long she was confiding in
him. He learned that her parents didn't like her hanging out downtown with
other kids, but didn't mind her staying home alone when they would go out.
Jamie didn't like that because her younger brother was always home with her
and he would tell her parents every move she made.

   One day when Jim ran into her he mentioned he was on the way to his barn
to feed his horses.  Jamie got very excited and ask if she could see them.
Jim told her to come along and lead the way to the barn, which sat tucked
into the tree line several hundred yards from his house.  When they arrived
Jim grinned at her as she cooed and petted the two quarter horses he had in
the stall.

   The next few weeks found Jamie spending an hour almost every night
helping Jim with the horses.  Jim kept a bottle of wine in the tack room at
the end of the barn and had a habit of pouring himself a glass as he
worked. As he sipped his wine the first day Jamie visited him he noticed
how she kept covertly looking at his glass.  Finally he ask if she'd like
some.  She seemed confused at first, then shyly nodded her head.  From then
on each time Jamie was with him in the barn Jim would pour two glasses of
wine, one for each of them.

   While he worked, Jamie would sip her wine, pet the two equines and they
would talk.  After a few days Jim guided the conversation to boy friends
and sex.  With a little prompting and a lot of coaxing, he got her to tell
him about her first and only time with a boy.

   It had been after a dance about a year before.  She and the guy had gone
parking afterward.  He had brought along some wine, which they drank, and a
doobie which they smoked.  Jamie said she had been rather stoned and very
turned on, so had decided to have sex with the guy.  At that point she
didn't want to tell Jim the particulars, even though he tried hard to get
it out of her.  All she would say was it hurt.  When Jim ask if she was
going to try it again, Jamie blushed and replied that she might sometime
but she did know when that would be.

   That evening as Jim stroked his cock and thought about Jamie, he
wondered if he could get her stoned and drunk enough to fuck her.

   A few days later as Jamie patted the neck of one of the horses she
noticed the stairs that lead to a door on the upper floor.  She ask Jim
about it and he told her he had a one room studio apartment in the upstairs
of the barn.  He explained how he'd love to rent it out and had tied
several times in the past, but no one seemed to like the smell of the barn
so didn't stay for very long.  Jamie looked interested and began to pepper
him with questions about it.  Jim ask if she would like to see it and when
she said yes he motioned her to follow as he climbed the stairs.

   Jim opened the door and a few moments later was showing her around the
tiny apartment.  The place was a mess.  He had been using it for storage
and it was full of boxes coated by a thick layer of dust.  Fortunately he
had covered the furniture with drop cloths so it was protected.  He told
her he had plans to clean it up and try again to rent it out.

   "How much rent are you going to ask for it?"Jamie said.

   Jim grinned and said,"Depends on the renter, but because I have trouble
keeping anyone in here it won't be much."

   "Well, uh, what if I wanted to rent it.  How much would you charge me?"
She ask nervously.

   "You?" He said staring at her,"You might be interested in renting it? 
Why?  And what would your parents say?"

   "Well, uh, I want a place to get away from my house.  This is close and
easy to get to.  My parents could never know though.  They'd go ballistic
if they knew.  So if you wouldn't tell my parents and it's not too much,
I'd like to."She said.

   "Well for you I'll make a deal." Jim said,"You help me clean it up and
you can try it out for a while."

   "Try it out?" She gasp,"But how much would the rent be?"

   "Try it out then we'll talk about some type of rent.  Don't worry, it
will be a price you can afford.  The only rule is, keep it quiet.  In two
ways: don't be loud and don't

   tell anyone you have rented it from me."

   They set to work cleaning.  Jim was in heaven for he took every
opportunity to sneak peeks at Jamie as they worked.  He found himself
getting hard as he watched her firm young ass, so tempting and so close. 
From time to time he would find a good vantage point and get a view down
her shirt.  Jim would get instantly hard at the sight of the tops of her
firm young breasts bulging from the top of her bra cups.

   It took a couple of days but finally everything was clean and shipshape.
Over the next month Jamie decorated and outfitted the little apartment. 
Jim helped her find a couple of old over stuffed chairs and even a
sectional couch.

   Jim watched her and found that she visited the place at least once a day
and would stay several hours every couple of days.  He was in the barn
every day feeding and tending his horses, so, having a built in excuse to
be at the barn, he would make sure he was there when she was.  He always
took the opportunity to stop in to see how she was doing.  Jamie seemed to
be enjoying her little hide away.

   One day when he stopped by, after a few minutes of their regular
chit-chat, Jamie blurted out,"Can I ask you a favor?"

   "Sure." Jim said,"What is it?"

   She seemed nervous and her voice was a bit tight as she said, "Well my
parents are going out of town tomorrow and I'm going to spend the night
here.  I've invited a couple of friends and I promised we would have some,
uh, some refreshments.  Since you let me drink when I'm here with you,
could you, uh, would you, uh uh uh," Jamie stammered, then finished in a
rush," please-buy-me-some-wine?"

   "You want me to buy you wine?" I ask,"Your parents would kill me if they
knew!  It's one thing for you to have a glass when you're with me and
another for me to hand you a couple of bottles and turn you loose."

   "Never mind."She said, dejection in her voice,"Forget I ask."

   "I didn't say I wouldn't." Jim said,"I just want you to realize that no
one, and I mean no one is to know I bought it.  Deal?"

   Jamie smiled and with joy in her voice said,"Sure!  Absolutely!  No one
will ever know."

   "One other thing," Jim said,"Everyone except you is to be out of here no
later then 2:00 AM.  I don't want an irate parent here looking for their
off spring in the wee hours of the morning.  I'll come over at that time to
assure everyone's gone.  Ok?"

   "Absolutely!" Jamie grinned,"Everyone will be gone, I promise."

   He delivered the wine to Jamie the next afternoon.  He talked with her
for a few minutes then after reminding her he would be by shortly after
2:00 AM to see that everyone was gone, returned to his house.  The rest of
the day seemed to drag by, but finally 2:00 AM arrived.  Jim walked down to
the barn and lightly tapped on Jamie's door.  After several heart beats,
just as he was about to knock again she opened it.

   "Everybody's gone."She said, her eyes were glassy and her voice was a
bit slurred,"Like I promised."

   "Good.  Can I come in for a minute?" He ask.

   "Sure.  Come in.  I've got just a little bit of wine left.  Want to
share it?  After all you bought it!" She giggled.

   Jim stepped into the room and could smell the heavy, lingering aroma of
marijuana.  He followed Jamie to the couch admiring the sway of her hips
under the denim skirt she wore.  He sat down next to her and his gaze
locked onto the prominent mound of her young tits straining against the
black cotton blouse she had on.  She leaned forward, giving Jim a great
view of her cleavage, and poured what was left of the wine into two
glasses. She handed him one and without ceremony tipped the other to her
lips and drained it.  Jim tipped his and likewise drained it.

   He set the glass on the beat-up old coffee table and said,"So did your
party go well?"

   "It was great!"Jamie giggled.

   "Well, tell me about it!  Who came?" He ask.

   "A couple of my friends and their boyfriends." She replied.

   Jim noted that her head was starting to nod.

   "Your boyfriend didn't come?" He ask.

   "Ah, ah," Jamie hesitated, then said," Yea, he was here too.  We had
fun. My parents would kill me if they knew."

   Her head was now against the back of the couch and her eyes were closed
as she mumbled,"I'm tired.  I need some sleep."

   Jim slid close to her and said in a low voice,"Don't go to sleep yet. 
Talk to me for just a bit longer.  Come on, did you and your boyfriend have
fun?  Make out?  Did he touch you?"

   Jamie's eyes opened and she replied in a low mumbled voice,"What?  You
want to know if my boyfriend touched me?  You sound like a dirty old man!"
she giggled.

   "Perhaps I am."Jim said, then quickly added,"I'm kidding!  Actually I'm
just interested in whether you had fun.  And besides you can tell me
anything, remember?  I won't tell a soul."

   Jim slid closer and whispering,"I can smell dope smoke in here.  So did
you guys smoke some and then make out?  Did he touch you?  Did you go all
the way with him?"

   Jamie giggled and replied,"Last time I heard that term was from my
mother!  Ok, I know I can trust you."

   She leaned toward him, put her lips close to his ear and said,"Yes we
smoked a bowl, then drank some wine.  And no we didn't go "all the way". 
You know I have before with another boy, but this time we only did some
really heavy making out and I let him put his hand in my panties."

   "Well, did it feel good?" Jim whispered back,"His hand in your panties
that is."

   "Uh, hu.  It felt really good.  He put his finger into me and touched
something that felt wonderful.  The next time we do that, if it feels as
good, I might, uh," Jamie paused for just a split second then finished in a
rush," go all the way with him!"

   "Really?" Jim whispered.

   She giggled again and said,"Uh, hu, I might!"

   "That's all you did?  Let him get his hand into your panties?  Did you
touch him?" Jim ask, staring at Jamie's smooth thigh where her skirt had
pulled up to expose it.

   Jamie giggled again and said,"You are a dirty old man!  Promise you'll
never tell anyone?  Ever?"

   "I promise.  You already told me you've had sex, and I told no one about
that." Jim said solemnly.

   She leaned close and whispered," Yes I did touch him.  In fact I took
his c-cock,"she giggled then continued," out of his pants and jerked him
off!  He squirted stuff all over my dress!  Do you think I'm wicked for
doing that?"

   "Not at all!" Jim said, trying hard to keep his voice from cracking.

   While he spoke his cock twitched at the thought of Jamie's smooth hand
wrapped around it, stroking it.

   Jamie's eyes fluttered, then her head slowly sank to the back of the
couch close to his shoulder as she said,"I'm really sleepy."

   "You can't sleep yet.  We need to talk about what you owe me and I'd
like to collect."

   "Owe you?  Collect what?" Jamie said, her voice barely audible.

   "Oh just the rent.  Remember I told you we would talk about it later? 
And it would be something you could afford?"Jim replied as he reached over
placed his hand on her knee and gently ran his hand up the inside of her
smooth, creamy thigh.

   "Rent?  Now?  You want to collect now?  But....wh..wh..what are you
do..doing?" She mumbled.

   Jim moved over closer and whispered,"Well I'll show you but first I
think you should get comfortable.  So relax.  That's all I'm going to do,
make you comfortable."

   He pulled her down until she was laying on her back on the couch.

   Her eyes fluttered, then opened and she looked at him with a bleary
stare.  She started to struggle, trying to sit up.

   "Wh..wh..what are you DOING?" She demanded, her voice rising in panic.

   Jim grinned and with a quick grab gathered both her wrists in one hand
and held them against the arm of the sofa above her head.

   Jamie began to struggle harder trying to break his grip, but to no
avail. Jim weigh trained three times a week and spent a lot of his other
free time doing manual labor around his place, he was in very good shape
and exceptionally strong, so there was no way she could break his grip. 
Additionally, he was now laying on top of her trapping her young lithe body
under his.

   "What are you doing?  Get off me!  You can't do this!" The panic in her
voice grew and she squirmed harder trying to get away from him.

   "Now, now sweet, little Jamie." Jim grinned down at her,"It won't do you
any good to struggle.  You owe me and I'm going to collect.  I know your
not a virgin.  You told me all about you and one of your boyfriend having
done it, remember?  Besides if you relax you'll enjoy it."

   "Oh my god!" Jamie cried,"You're going to rape me!  Please, you can't!
Please no!  Let me go!  Oh God no!  Please don't!"

   Even though he was much stronger then her, Jim was finding it difficult
to hold her wrists.  Of a sudden he remembered the roll of electrical tape
he had used in repairing some wiring and stuck in his back pocket earlier
that day.  He held her wrists with one hand, reached into his pocket and
pulled out the tape.  With a few quick wraps he had her wrists taped
together.  It was then much easier to hold them.  He sat astride her legs
holding her wrists against the arm of the couch above her head, staring
down at her firm young tits heaving up and down from her panicked
breathing.

   Jamie's voice cracked and tears began to course down her cheeks as she
said,"Please, please, you can't!  Don't do this!  Let me go.  I won't tell
anyone!  I promise!  Please don't!  Don't hurt me!  Please!"

   "I'm sorry Jamie but I won't stop now.  It's gone too far.  I won't hurt
you, but I want some of your young, sweet pussy.  And as for telling
anyone, if you do, you're going to have to explain the whole thing; this
apartment, your friends the party, all of it.  So I'd consider the
repercussions of it before I said anything if I were you.  Now, hush, hush;
that's it.  I won't hurt you.  I'm just gotta' peek at what you have under
here."

   He reached down and unbuttoned her blouse, slowly, one button at a time.
He could barely contain himself as he folded back her blouse and caught
sight of her black lace bra, the tops of her firm breasts bulging out of
the cups.

   Jamie lay still, biting her lip, tears coursing down her cheeks.  Jim
slipped his hand under her and unsnapped the catch of her bra.  He slowly
pulled up the cups and almost came in his pants as her firm young titties
popped out and jiggled.  He feasted his eyes on the firm, round globes of
her young breasts, topped by two erect nipples surrounded by the golden
brown of her young areolas.

   Jim got his visual fill of her firm young mounds, then slowly reached
out and brushed his fingers over her left nipple.  He was delighted to see
it harden and the areola crinkle under his touch.  He stroked first one
then the other watching them respond to his touch.  Finally he leaned
forward and placed his mouth over one.  He heard Jamie sob, then gasp as
she felt his mouth engulf her erect nip.

   For the next several minutes, he sucked first one then the other.  After
the first touch of his tongue Jamie had been silent.  Jim glanced up as he
suckled on her nib to find her eyes closed and her lower lip again clamped
between her teeth.

   He slipped his hand under her skirt and stroked his fingers over the
crotch of her panties.  He felt her stiffen and clamp her legs tight
together as he did, but beyond that she didn't move.  Her panties had
pulled up during their struggle and Jim could feel the outline of her labia
under the material.  And he also became aware of how damp it was.  He
grinned when he realize the dampness was a left over from her petting
session with her boyfriend earlier in the evening.

   With her legs clamped together, it was difficult for him to get his hand
between them.  He placed a knee between hers and gently began to pry her
legs open.  When Jamie realized what he was doing she began to struggle,
trying to hold her legs together.  With a hard shove, Jim managed to ram
both his legs between hers and pry her knees wide apart.  He reached down
and again traced his fingers over the crotch of her panties.  Having full
access this time he stroked his fingers up and down the cotton covered
mound of her pussy and marveled at the wetness of the material and the heat
radiating form her sex.

   After a short time he hooked his fingers under the material.  Very
slowly, enjoying the feel of her skin and the anticipation of what lay just
a few inches from his hand, he traced a path with his fingertips over her
sparse pubic hair toward her waiting sex.  When his fingers touched the wet
lips of her snatch she whimpered and he thought he was going to cum in his
jeans.  He gently stroked his fingertips along the bare, wet lips of her
womanhood.  He found her opening and with a small push, his finger slipped
between the wet swollen lips of her cunt. .He found her hole and pushed. 
There was a tiny amount of resistance, then his finger sank knuckle deep
into her depths.  Jamie let out a sob but lay still.

   Jim knew it was time.  He was ready to have her.  He sat up, hooked his
fingers in the band of her panties.  Jamie again sobbed, but didn't resist
as he worked them down off her hips, down her legs, pulled them off over
her ankles and dropped them on the floor.  He looked down at the wonderful
sight of her young snatch laid bare before him.  Her pubic hair was sparse,
fine and the same auburn color as her hair.  The lips of her labia were
slightly open, exposing the pink of the inside of her snatch.  They also
glistened from the moisture that coated them.

   Jim slowly reached down and stroked his fingers along them.  Jamie
whimpered as he did , but it abruptly changed to a gasp when his finger
stroked across her clit.  Jim grinned and spent the next few minutes
rubbing the little nub.  Finally he could feel the dampness of precum
against his leg from his hard throbbing cock and knew it was time to take
her.

   He unzipped and unsnapped his pants.  His stiff rod popped out as he
pulled the band of his underwear down.  He moved up and placed the bulbous
head of his cock against her tight entrance.  He pushed forward and watched
the head pop into her tight young snatch.

   Jamie again sobbed and said,"Please don't!  You can't rape me!  You
can't!  Please stop!  My boyfriend and I only did it once, and it hurt!  It
will hurt!  Don't hurt me!  Please!"

   Jim's voice had a hard edge to it as he said,"Stop!  Stop it!"

   Jim held her tight so she couldn't thrash about and said.  "Listen to
me! I can't stop; I won't stop.  I've waited too long for this.  I've
fantasied about fucking you since you moved in next door.  I won't hurt you
but I am going to fuck you, and fuck you and fuck you.  And I guarantee, if
you relax it won't hurt.  Besides you owe me and it's time for me to
collect."

   With that he pushed forward, sliding his cock slowly into her tight
young hole.

   She tensed ,trembled and again whimpered in a
whisper,"Please...please...it will hurt.....it will.....oh....OH!!"

   He could feel her vaginal muscles stretch to accommodate his rod, but
could also feel how well lubricated she was, which eased the passage of his
hard cock into her tight snatch.  As his balls nestled against her ass, he
heard her again gasp,"Oh..Oh my..." and felt her tremble.  He stopped,
buried as deep in her as he could get, her pussy gripping his cock like a
smooth, warm, wet velvet glove.

   "See I told you I wouldn't hurt you." He said.

   Jamie said nothing.  She just lay still, her eyes closed, jaws clenched
and her lips clamped tight together.

   Jim started to pull his cock out very slowly, until just the head was
left lodged inside her, then he again pressed forward, sliding the length
of it back into her.  He wasn't in a hurry.  He wanted to enjoy every
stroke, every instant spent fucking her.  He knew it would be a while
before he came.  He had jacked off twice earlier that day thinking about
doing just this to her, so even with his fantasy come to life, it was going
to take him a while to cum again.  He figured this was the only time he
would ever get to have her, so he planned on taking a while to do her;
fucking her until he got close to cumming, then eating her tender, tasty,
young snatch for a time, then ramming it to her again until he filled her
with his spunk.

   Jim closed his eyes and lost himself in the feel of her young, tight
snatch around his cock.  Slowly, steadily, he fucked her, his cock sliding
in and out of her wet, warm hole.  As he slid in and out of her he became
aware of her juices running down his cock to coat his balls.  He slid his
hand between them and placed a finger on her clit.  He could feel the hard
little nub of it under his finger as he rubbed it.  He could also feel the
motion of his cock as he glided in and out of her.  Jamie's whimpers had
changed in pitch.  As he rubbed her clit and stoked into her, Jim became
aware that the noises now issuing from her were beginning to sound
different.

   He opened his eyes and looked at her face.  She still had her eyes
closed, but her jaw was now relaxed and her full lips were slightly parted.
He stared at her full lipped mouth as he continued to fuck her.  Each time
he stroked into her he noticed that her lips would part a bit and the
sounds she was making were more like moans of pleasure then groans of
distress.

   Finally he knew he had to stop or fill her with his cum right then. 
With a groan he pulled his cock out of her pussy.

   Jim slid down on the couch until he was in a position where he could
bend forward and put his mouth on her cunt.

   "Wha..what are you doing?" Jamie whispered in a horse voice,"You..you're
not done are you?"

   "Not quite yet sweet one." Jim said, pushing her legs up and out,
leaving her pussy exposed and spread in front of him,"That was just phase
one...  now for phase two."

   Jim bent forward and laid his mouth against the pink, wet, swollen lips
of her cunt.

   Jamie gasp, stiffened and in a strangled whisper said,"Wha..wha..what
are you doing?!?  My god what are you.....you're...you put your mouth on
my.....oh god....."Her voice trailed away in a soft moan.

   Jim licked her gently at first.  He licked up and down her slit, then
flicked her hard little clit with his tongue.  Over and over he repeated
it. As he did he felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter until her juices
were trickling down between the cheeks of her ass.

   He could also tell there was a definite change in her moaning.  He was
sure now that she was turned on.  He also noticed she was starting to push
her hips towards his mouth.  He was sure she was starting to enjoy his oral
ministrations, so he doubled his efforts.

   Jim sensed her stiffen, then she let out a strangled,"Oh my God! 
Wha..what's happening to...to...to meeeeeee!!!!!!!!" as he felt her cunt
start to pulse with her first ever orgasm.

   Jim knew he wanted to feel it on his cock.  He moved up, put the head of
his cock against her tight hole and with one hard thrust, slammed it home.
He held it buried balls deep inside her, enjoying the feel of the stroking
pulses of her climax.

   Jim pulled her legs up, so he could get as deep as possible into her and
began to ram it to her.  He draped her legs over his arms, grabbed her hips
with his large strong hands and watched his cock, shiny with her pussy
juice, sliding in and out of her cunt.  The slap, slap, slap of his flesh
against hers as he fucked her filled the tiny apartment.  Suddenly he
leaned forward and crushed his mouth to hers.  Before she could resist, he
snaked his tongue between her lips.

   She didn't respond for a moment or two, then to his surprise he felt her
begin to kiss him back, then her arms come down around his neck and a
moment later he felt her hands on the back of his head pulling his lips
against hers.

   He could feel his climax building.  He didn't want to cum, didn't want
it to end, not yet, but with the feel of her firm young tits against his
chest, her warm wet pussy around his cock and her mouth crushed to his, he
couldn't stop it.  He groaned as his cock throbbed, exploding deep inside
her young, tight snatch.

   The feel of his spunk pumping into her, the feel of his rod throbbing
inside her pussy, pushed her over the edge a second time.

   "Oh...oh....oh...oh GOD!" She croaked from the side of her mouth, her
lips still locked to his.

   Jim lay with his softening cock lodged inside her for several minutes.
Finally he pulled out, stood and zipped up his jeans.  Jamie lay still, her
cheeks tear stained, her eyes closed.  Jim gently removed the tape from her
wrists.  He checked them over to make sure he hadn't hurt her, but the only
indication the tape had been there was a fast disappearing red band around
her wrists to mark where it had been.

   "Sit up."Jim said.

   Jamie didn't move.

   Jim took her arm and pulled her to a sitting position.

   "Fix your clothes." He said in a gruff voice.

   Jamie slowly fastened her bra and buttoned her blouse.  When she was
done she sat silently staring at the floor.

   Jim pulled her chin up so she had to look at him and said,"That was your
rent payment.  I know you enjoyed it, even if you didn't want to.  Now you
have a choice to make: you can go home and tell your parents, but if you do
that you're going to have to tell them everything, or, you keep it quiet
and tell no one about what happened.  It's up to you.  If I were you, I'd
opt to tell no one, no one at all.  Think about it very carefully before
you decide.  And don't worry about getting pregnant, I couldn't knock you
up if I wanted to, I've had a vasectomy."

   He shook his head when there was no response from her.

   "I'll leave you to think and make your choice." He said.

   With that he walked out the door.

   The next morning Jim walked to the barn and climbed the stairs to the
tiny apartment.  Other then Jamie not being there, it was just as it had
been the evening before, even to her panties still laying on the floor next
to the couch.  Jim picked them up, pressed them to his face and filled his
nostrils with her musky scent.  His cock grew hard as he remembered what it
had been like to slide it into her tight young snatch.

   He picked up the wine bottles and disposed of them, then scrubbed the
place from top to bottom.  If she told anyone about what had happened, he
stood a better chance if there wasn't any evidence to be found.

   For the next week, every time a car went by, Jim's stomach would tighten
in a knot until it had pasted.  He was sure, each time, there would be a
knock on the door and either Jamie's parents or the sheriff would be
standing on the porch ready to take him to jail.  When a week went by and
no one came to arrest him he began to relax.  After a month, he was sure
nothing was going to happen.  All that time he had watched the barn but
there was no sign of Jamie visiting the tiny apartment.

   Six weeks after the rape, Jim was almost certain Jamie hadn't told
anyone and he was also sure he'd never see her again.  He was still
nervous, knowing she could still tell someone about what happened, but he
was becoming less so as each day past.  The one conclusion he had come to
was never, ever again let his is dick do his thinking for him.

   A few evenings later, Jim was feeding his horses when he heard a noise
behind him.  When he turned, Jamie stood framed in the barn door staring at
him.

   Jim's heart skipped a beat and he looked around expecting her parents or
the cops to be behind her, ready to haul him off.  When he saw neither, his
eyes again fastened on her, puzzled, wondering what she was doing, a
question plain on his face.

   "Ah, ah," Jamie stuttered, her cheeks bright red, "So how much...how
many times will we....how often...you know.....the rent?"

   The End