At Gun Point

~02~

This isn't my day to die!,I thought. I was cuffed with a man on my left and the woman I was staring at,on my right. She had a lean but not thin figure and was well dressed like an office secretary fwith exquisitely braided hair and manicured fingernails. She was light in complexion and was well built,the type I like as far as the feminine species of our type is concerned. I didn't manage to see her face clearly since she was covered with the black cloths that were blindfolding and gagging everyone of us around. Her skin was very soft,I had felt it when our hands had brushed against each other the time we were being confined into the same handcuff.

The feeling I got from that contact reassured my heart and gave me a determination that I was going to save her. I wanted her out of all this mess though I didn't know who she was. My heart just told me she was a wonderful woman worth risking for.

My heart felt guilty. What am I  thinking about? I'm a married man with a ring on my finger and a child for that matter. Wedded some two years ago. My marriage is still too young and I have never cheated on Lisa since she became my wife. Plus I'm not planning to,she is everything to me. She has re- arranged my life for me to be who I am today. I'm now a well respected business man with a Masters degree in Advanced Computer Science which I acquired at the Harvard University in the United States of America and an Honors degree in Commerce and Business Adminstration from the University of  Malimbuku and I was studying an Honours Degree in Political Science and Homeland Security Studies online with the university of Pretoria in South Africa. Before I met her four years ago, I was just a disorderly natural intelligent guy with no plan for any good and decent future lifestyle. I love her so much, she brought order and purpose to my life. I can't cheat on her since I have solemnly promised her that. I was busy thinking, as the darkness permeated the depths of my mind. I could see my wife smiling with our daughter on her lap seated on our matrimonial bed. A smile was formed at the corners of my mouth as I remember my family. The smile quickly dissipated as I remembered the situation I was in.

Suddenly, the woman startled me by coming closer to me. Bringing me from my thoughts back to reality. I guessed she came closer to me for protection than for affection. The feeling and warmth I got from her body made my blood hot,causing hormones to rush crazy in my body. I wasn't thinking straight anymore. At that very moment,I just wished if they had let her go and leave me to bear her burden. My heart was pained to the core by seeing a fine woman like her in such a situation. I felt like she was my wife suffering the same fate. What has she done to deserve this?I asked myself. No one was there to answer me, I needed to find out on my own.

The feelings that were lingering in my body because of the close- to-intimate contact with the woman, were halted by a sharp pain on my left hand wrist. The handcuff  on it was tightened and the metal was digging deep into my flesh. I felt the urge to scream with pain but in that same instance I just told myself that real men control pain. I made a mental note to forget about it and focus on the contact with the lady on my right.

Her head was now on my chest and one of her pointed breasts was resting on my chest,creating a mind sedating feeling that send the pain temporarily away. I could feel her heart pounding fast in her rib cage. I then felt her hand coming to rest just below my chest. That's when my mind noted that one of her arms was free.

Why did they left it free? I began to be suspicious. Maybe she is one of them, I thought. Another thought came, if she is one of them, then why is she here with us?I'm supposed to be careful no matter the amount of compassion in me,I told myself. Or maybe it is because she is the only woman here. I don't know!That was my conclusion.

She was trying to say something but her words were muffled by the rags covering her mouth. She tried hard but to no avail. She ended up being so quite and came so closer to me that I felt my blood starting to run crazy again. I thought she was feeling the same too. I couldn't see or talk because of the rags on my eyes and mouth respectively.

I could feel the presence of some figures standing around us. One of them started moving towards us and pushed the woman away from my side. The cold air that replaced the warm one when she was taken away, wasn't friendly.

The person who pushed her was feminine and I heard her say,"This is not a bedroom for you to cuddle each other, this is hell,you fools."

I just felt angry at her. Who does she think she is? Why was she inhuman?What has she done to deserve her harsh treatment? I just thought she was jealousy of her,that's why she has pushed her away from me.

Anyway,it gave me the opportunity to ponder hard on what was very important: Who were these people?

They wouldn't be whom I think they were. If they were the ones, then we were surely doomed. It would be hard to escape from their clutches.
 

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