A Surprising Ending
by MBP  mwfan318@aol.com 
For a harmless stalker, the punishment far exceeds the crime.


The girl was about sixteen, Sammy thought, as he kept pace with her from a
good viewing distance. Wearing cut-off jeans, the teenager displayed a perfect
butt, rounded and shapely, which is why Sammy had been following her for some
time. Her legs were smooth and sexy, her feet covered by flip-flops, her shirt
showed her curvy midsection. Short blonde hair completed the pretty package.
Sammy thought she was perfection.

If the girl knew Sammy was following her, she gave no indication of it. She
walked at a purposeful, steady pace, heading towards town. She neither glanced
back, nor changed her gait, showing no fear or awareness of the man about 30
meters behind her.

Sammy was not dangerous. He was 23 years old, reasonably nice looking and
intelligent, and waiting for his new job to commence in the Fall. With his
free Summer, Sammy spent his time girl-watching. It was a beautiful day,
surprisingly cool but sunny, and the long walk to town was just the ticket. He
continued to follow the young lady as they moved from the more sparsely
populated area where Sammy lived to the sprawl of Suburbia.

The foliage was more plentiful as Sammy and the girl reached the edge of town.
She turned a tree-protected corner and disappeared. Sammy kept his walking
pace and turned the corner. The teen was not in front of him. Sammy spun
around, looking for her, but she was not to be found. As he turned away from
the lining of trees, an arm gripped Sammy strongly around his neck, pressing
hard against his windpipe. Breathing became more difficult as Sammy tried but
could not dislodge his attacker's arm. The surprise assault put Sammy off
balance, and the lack of oxygen weakened him. Sammy was being dragged into the
trees. He tried to plant his feet while pulling at the arm choking his neck,
but was unsuccessful. The attacker's other arm pulled Sammy left arm partially
up behind his back. He could not break the hold, nor stop the momentum as the
unknown assailant dragged Sammy deeper into the trees.

Wild, disjointed thoughts invaded his head, but, despite his circumstance,
only one was clear: Did he have the girl? Had his assailant captured the girl
before he had grabbed Sammy. His life was in jeopardy, but Sammy still worried
about a stranger.

The struggling pair arrived at their destination. It was an area within the
mini-forest that was not visible to the street. Sammy was thrown roughly to
the ground. He turned to finally face his attacker, and it was ... THE GIRL.

Sammy's shock was palpable. He had been overpowered, manhandled and dragged
against his will by a sexy teenage girl. Sammy was no Adonis, but he was much
taller, heavier and older than the girl. And presumably much stronger. The
choke hold on his windpipe had weakened Sammy somewhat, but surely he could
handle a younger girl, despite all evidence to the contrary.

The pretty teen took advantage of Sammy's confusion to ensnare his neck in a
scissors hold. She seized the man's left arm and hand using both of her hands,
stretching the captured arm away from Sammy's body. He thrashed around, but
the girl held firm. Her shapely legs were quite strong and the wrestling hold
hurt Sammy. In addition, the circulation of air to his lungs was severely
lessened by the neck scissors, further weakening the bigger man. Sammy pulled
ineffectively against the young legs with his only free hand. He could not get
out. Sammy felt himself weakening, as his breath came out in shorter gasps. He
collapsed on the grass.

The girl released her hold, rising to admire her handiwork. She reached down
to Sammy, who took advantage of the lull to shove the smaller girl to the
ground. He had been (partially) playing possum. Sammy leapt to his feet and
ran for all he was worth through the clearing and towards the street. He tried
to call out for help, but the earlier pressure on his windpipe had killed his
voice. Sammy was not far from freedom when he was tackled from behind. The
little teen who had run him down wrapped her arm around Sammy's already
stinging neck and squeezed. He struggled briefly, but the girl was too strong
and his windpipe too damaged. Sammy was squeezed to the brink of
unconsciousness.

The sexy, young teen dragged Sammy to his feet, and hoisted his much bigger
body onto her slim shoulders. Sammy was dimly aware of her feet moving
smoothly across the grass, carrying the heavy load. It would have been an
amazing sight, Sammy thought insanely, for anyone watching the beautiful teen
walking with a full grown man on her shoulders. But there was nobody to watch,
and nobody to intervene. The girl carried Sammy back to the seclusion of the
trees.

Sammy was dumped back on the grass, as the young woman clamped another
scissors hold on his neck. She didn't bother to secure her hold, as Sammy
couldn't break free from the smooth, strong thighs. The girl released him
quickly, as she could tell Sammy was finished. Getting up off the grass, the
teen brushed it off her clothes, and posed for Sammy.

The girl posed sexily, showing her fine butt and beautiful legs, pointing her
pretty feet, and swishing her blonde hair. Sammy was nearly out but knew she
was teasing him, humiliating him with the fact he was beaten senseless by a
pretty girl. When it was completely clear Sammy received the message, the girl
moved behind him and reapplied the strong choke hold, using her other arm for
leverage. Sammy screamed but no voice was heard. The girl continued to apply
the pressure.

As he neared unconsciousness, Sammy realized the girl meant to kill him. What
an amazing way to die, Sammy thought, at the hands of a girl. What an amazing
way to ...