Wonderful Adventures of the Bad Touch Trio

Chapter Two -- The Trio's Thoughts on You

    You get slammed against every part of the back of the van when they turn or slow down/speed up. You start screaming and annoying the hell out of them, so the van comes to a halt and the back doors come flying open. Sunlight creeps in and burns your eyes, blinding you temporarily. But then one of the three kidnappers enter and shut the doors again. 

    You groan and said, "God damn it, which one of them are you?"  

    "The awesome me, of course! Gilbert!" Gilbert sits next to you as the van vrooms forward again with a jerk. He loses balance and lands with his hand on your thigh. He chuckles.

    "Ew," you say with a glare, "don't touch me on my legs, only God knows if you'd rape me or not."

    "Relax. We knew who you were from the start. I wouldn't rape you. Not sure about the others, but I won't." His hand tightens.

    "Good. Then would ya mind moving your hand?" You sigh, just noticing what he said. "Wait. You knew me from the start?! How?!"

    Gilbert smirks. "You're (your name) Jones. We all know that." 

    You make hand gestures for him to move on. "And?'

   "We have our reasons."

    You have to admit, he is a little cute. Hmm, maybe crossing the line over cute. He's hot. 

    Fuck, you think, who the hell am I fooling? I think he's sexy. Not as sexy as the dark haired one, but close!

    You Push Gilbert's hand off of you. You feel really uncomfortable with it there. 

    Gilbert stares at you in unexpected awe. He notices that you have honey golden hair like Alfred, and you have his same blue eyes. You have a face structure like his as well, but more rounded. You know, more...girly.

    She really is pretty, Gilbert thinks, looking you over. I wouldn't mind keeping her for a while. At all.

    You notice him staring, so you raise your fist at him. "Whatcha staring at, Gil?!" you growl. 

    "N-Nothing!!" insists Gilbert as he pushes his eyesight to a nonexistent window. He plays with his fingers uneasily. 

    Despite meeting the three guys that kidnapped you, you begin to feel scared. All sorts of things run through your mind: rape, murder, ransom...

    You shook your head. These guys look totally harmless, they could probably mess with you a little but that's about it. You shiver, cold from the fall air and the fact that you weren't wearing a jacket in that isolated, freezing cold back-of-a-van. Gilbert sighs and rips off his jacket. He holds it out to you. You neglect it, shaking your head and saying, "Nyet. That's fine, that's okay, I'm fine."

    "Shut up," mumbles Gilbert. He opens the jacket and wraps it around your shoulders as the van stops and you and Gilbert go flying backwards into the doors. Francis and Antonio open them and Gilbert scrambles out. All three pick you up.

   "Ay!!" you call, squirming and trying to get away. "Let me go!!!" 

    No matter how much you move and whine, the three carry you into the house that they are (lazily) parked in front of. 

    Oh my God, you think. They're totally bringing me into one of their houses. What are they gonna do with meeee???

    The three bust into the house and throw you onto the couch. Antonio slams the door and locks it. 

    "What do you eat, girl??" asks Francis and Gilbert at the same time.

    Gilbert says, "You weigh a ton, I almost broke mein back carrying you." 

    You huff at him and wrap his jacket tighter around you. "Shut up," you mumble, "I usually eat burgers and ice cream. It's mine and Alfred's way...of...eatiiing...." Your voice trails off as you look at Antonio. "Why are you so quiet right now?" you question him.

    Antonio replies, "I was just letting them talk, that's all." 

    "Ahh I see, well you can interrupt them if you like."

   "Hey! We have all of the control here!" says Gilbert. 

    "Obviously not," you tease, winking and crossing your legs. "I'm the woman, aren't I? Women are always convincing men to do things...IF you know what I mean." You enjoy being a tease to the three.

    Gilbert stares at you slightly. He grins to himself and nods.

    She can act sexy-tough when she wants to, he thinks. It sorta makes me wonder if she is the awesomest female alive. Because I'm already the awesomest male alive. She can be my awesome best friend-mate-lady.

    Francis's eyes go from your ankle to your upper leg, where your skirt stops short. 

    She's a pretty one, Francis's mind echoes. I'd be jealous if anyone would ever try to have her for themselves. 

    Antonio just studies you up and down, left and right, inspecting every part of your body with his eyes.

    He thinks, Oh, she's such a beautiful one. Francis will probably try his own thing on her, and Gilbert might invade her vital regions, but...well...I won't let them, because I want her for myself! She's so small and adorable!! His thoughts shift from Francis and Gilbert to how small and cute you are.