A Wonderful Ordeal

I was a bit worried about being outed but I told the hostess that I was meeting some one and would wait at the bar. She didn't bat an eye. I'm often mistaken for a girl when I'm not dressed so I don't know why I worry. I ordered a gin and tonic scanning the other people at the bar to see if could find Don. I realized that I had never seen a picture of Don and only had a description to go on. He was in his forties with black hair and 6 feet tall. There were a few men that could meet that description. As I waited I had two more gin and tonics. After an hour and a half nobody had spoken with me so I guess Don was a no show. I paid my tab and left the bar.

The parking lot had thinned out a good deal since I had entered. It was quite and I made my way a little unsteadily to my car. I was enjoying the feel of the night air on my stocking clad legs and the clinking sound of my heels as I crossed the pavement. I didn't even notice the man until he stepped out of the shadows. He had a knife in one hand and a gym bag in the other. "Keep your mouth shut and everything will be alright. Do you fucking understand, bitch?" he said.

"Yes.", I answered. He quickly smacked my face.

"I said keep you fucking mouth shut, cunt.", he was mad and my face hurt. I shook my head yes. He grabbed me by the arm tightly. "Where is your car?" I pointed to my car. "Good let's go." We walked to my car and he got in the back seat while I got into the front seat.

My mind raced. I didn't know if this was Don or not. Don had said that he was 6 feet tall. This guy was closer to 5 feet 9 inches if he was lucky. Don said he had black hair. This guy was salt and pepper. If it was Don we were off to a good start. If not I was in trouble. He had me drive a few blocks and made me pull down a lonely side street. He told me to park behind an auto repair shop that was closed for the evening. I put the car in park and surrendered my keys to him. He took my purse and checked my ID.