Road Side Assistance

[Charis (imported)]

The story could open with a car on the side of a country road.

They were on the road to a friends remote and secluded mountain vacation home for what was suppose to be the biggest and best bi-sexual and cross-dressed party so far this year. That’s when the flap- flap-flap sound of a flat tired forced them to the side of the country road. Both husband (Bob) and wife (Helen) were in their best sequined party dresses and in no mood to ruin them changing a tire. A call from the car phone to the auto club with a lot of the call spent explaining where they were, brought a promise of help was on the way. After an hour of waiting on the side of the road with the car still running so the AC would keep the car comfortable, finally a tow truck comes into view. Two men dressed in dirty coverall exit the parked truck and start walking to the disabled car. A country set of one tall and skinny (Larry) was a little slow and one short and heavy (Earl) the real brain for both of these good old boys. Bobbie exits the car to discuss repairs and opens the trunk so they can get to the spare tire. Out of habit he locks the car door as he closes it. After brief greetings, Bobbie opens the trunk and leans in to move their overnight bags so the boys can get to the spare. As she bends her already very short dress raises exposing those well developed , long legs. She feels a hand grope the inside of her thigh and she pops upright and gives Earl a dirty look.

Earl with an evil smile ” we ain’t had good looking whores like you in this town since the mill closed.”

Bobbie with fist clinched “we won’t be needing your help after all” and turns to close the trunk lid.

Suddenly Bobbie feels an explosion of pain at the back of her head and stars burst before her eyes as the world fades to grey as she slumps to the ground. Fighting to stay conscious, she looks up to see Earl standing over her with a pipe in his clenched fist. The tall one raising a tire wrench above his head cleaves the cell-phone antenna from the car with a single blow. Helen inside the car was screaming as the two men pulled on the car doors. The darkness of unconsciousness was closing in on Bobbie as she lay on the ground.

Her last effort went into a scream to Helen “run, Run, RUN!”

As she lay on the ground darkness closed in, while the sound of the car with its flat tire flapping faded into a distant fog and all was quiet.

What will happen to Bobbie?