was no longer beating down on the roof of the cab with its incessant drumming. She paused in the frantic kissing and looked over Colin’s shoulder. Her body froze in shock at the sight which met her eyes. The driver was turned in his seat to face them, and there in his hand pointing unwaveringly at his passengers was a handgun. The end of the barrel looked huge to her, a large black gaping orifice from which could issue her death in a single heartbeat. She opened her mouth to scream but not a sound came out as the driver held his finger up to his lips. Colin was by now realising something was wrong from Jenny’s suddenly frozen unresponsive posture and turned his head around to look in the same direction. As soon as he caught sight of the driver’s gun he too froze. “Now I suggest you turn around and sit straight please. No funny business, I’m very quick and very accurate with this. If you know guns you will note the safety is off and is a full automatic which carries a seven round clip. Slowly now.” Jenny realised her emotions were all over the place as they both slowly un-entangled themselves and sat facing the front of the taxi. “Please . . . You can have all my money. I haven’t got much cash on me but you can take the cards. I won’t report them stolen.”
The driver overrode Colin with a laugh. “Hell boy, I don’t want your money. If I wanted money I could do better rolling drunks in Central Park.” “Please let Jenny go.” “That’s even funnier sonny. So that’s your name girl. It’s you I want.” Jenny’s eyes opened even wider in shock. She tried to stammer something out but no sound beyond a low voiced croak came out, barely audible to the driver. He grinned. “Don’t worry girlie, I’m sure you’ll enjoy what I have got planned, in fact I guarantee it.” He laughed obscenely and then tensed and moved the pistol to point at Colin who had tensed to jump him. “Don’t try it son. You’ll lose and I’ll still get the girl.” Colin sank back into his seat with a look of resignation on his face and cast a stricken look at his fiancé. Deep inside her, her emotions churned as she fought to get control of herself. She felt sick as she looked at the driver and realised that he fully intended to rape her. “Now, this is how it happens ok?” They both nodded. “You girlie, Jenny are going to slowly peel those expensive clothes off so that I can have a good look at that very nice body of yours. Make a wrong move and your boyfriend grows another navel. One that he will bleed from profusely. Got it?” she nodded. “You young man, Colin is it? You will sit very still and watch your beautiful young lady get naked. Understood?” They both nodded abjectly and Jenny bit her lip. The dress buttoned all the way down to the waist at the front and that part would be easy, not constrained by the confines of the taxi. Getting it all the way off was going to be a problem though. Her hands went up to her neck and grasped the first button and button hole. Her whole body shook as she shivered. “Don’t worry sweetie I can wait a long time. Keep teasing, take it slow, it’s so much better.” His mocking comment struck her like a physical blow and she was having difficulty holding back the tears as the first button slipped undone through her trembling fingers. She glanced across at Colin as her hands moved down to the second button and realised he was watching the impromptu show too. Rather than watching for a chance to jump her would be rapist, he too was staring as more of her neck and chest came into view as the second button came undone. Her emotions were still all over the place as the third button came undone. She was afraid of what the rapist would do to her. She was angry that Colin seemed more interested in watching her than protecting her and she was feeling a strange sense of pride that she could hold two men’s rapt attention simply by flashing some cleavage. Under