Arizona Macgregor

Arizona Ari Macgregor was relaxing on a blanket by her favorite mountain
pool, when a shadow fell across her face. She opened her eyes, expecting to
see Josh. She looked up into the face of a loathsome stranger standing over
her. Get away from me, you creep, she screamed at him. He bent down
and grabbed her. He reeked of sweat and whiskey as he put his face close
to hers, leeringly grinning at her. My creepy hands are gonna be all over
your sweet little body, girlie, so relax and enjoy it. He straddled her waist
and held her hands in one of his as he fumbled with the zipper of his jeans.
He then ripped Aris bikini top off and his weight crashed down on her,
crushing the breath out of her. As she screams and struggles to get free, she
fears this vile attack will be the end of all her dreams. Oh, God, Josh. Where
are you? Please hurry!