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... he had considered calling the whole thing off. He managed to force

himself to keep the appointment and now was glad he had, Ruth Stockton

was well and truly in his control.

"Wait for me," Ruth called after him and set off walking at a brisk

pace. James waited at the next junction for her.

Look," he said, "I havent got all night, I suggest you run,"

"Get lost" Ruth snapped, she wasnt going to be ordered about by a

teenage boy.

"Ill wait for you at the church then," James suggested, "if your not

there five minutes after me then Im going home and you dont get the

tape."

"OK,OK" Ruth conceded and as James set off once more she muttered,

"Bastard," under her breath. Not having the faintest idea where the

church was, religion not being her strong point, she set off after

James. The narrow hem of her skirt severely hampered her progress and

the best she could manage was a sort of trot. Despite her best efforts

she soon fell behind and was greatly relieved to find James waiting

for her a bit further up the road.

"Trouble with the skirt," James asked.

"Yes," Ruth answered only slightly out of breath, " its not designed

for running," she explained trying to remain calm.

"Then take it off." James told her in a matter of fact voice.

"SOD OFF" Ruth cried angrily shocked by the suggestion.

"Im not waiting for you again," James warned her , "Its your choice,

but dont forget Ill only be at the church 5 ...

... minutes.

"Shit!" Ruth moaned, she knew when she was beaten and looked nervously

up and down the road. Fortunately for her it was not a busy road and

there were few cars and no pedestrians around. Even so she was still

hesitant but, finally, with a glance at James who was leaning against

his bicycle trying to look bored she went between two parked cars.

Another nervous look around and then a pause as a lone car drove by

preceded Ruth crouching down and wriggling out of her skirt. James was

slightly annoyed that this spectacle was hidden from his view but the

sight of an embarrassed Ruth re-emerging from between the cars holding

her skirt in front of her more than made up for it.

"Ill look after your skirt" James informed her and held out his hand.

Ruth felt her face burn red as slowly she reached out and handed James

her skirt and was glad it was dark. Once she had handed it over

tugged her coat down as far as it would, but it didnt cover much at

all. She cringed as a car passed by which momentarily lit them both up,

long enough for James to see that she wore bright red panties. It was a

strange feeling for Ruth as she stood in front of James with the chill

of the night air on her bare thighs between where her hold up stockings

finished and her jacket hem began. She dreaded what might happen next.

"Off you go then," James said interrupting her thoughts, "Ill let you

go first, take a left at the end of this road and Ill catch you ...