This short story illustrates that sometimes things just happen. On occasion you are just in the right place at the right time.

My name is Nathan and I graduated from a small northeastern college a few years ago. I have good memories of my time there. For extra spending money I worked part time as a building and grounds keeper. It was a really nice campus and in the fall the colors were really something to see.

I dont know anyone there anymore, after graduation I lost touch with most of my fellow students and returned to my home hundreds of miles away. But last October I was driving through the area and had a little bit of time to kill so I decided to detour a few miles and look the old place over.

Nothing much had changed and I got out and walked around a bit. There was a short tunnel that went under a road by the maintenance building, the area was almost deserted as it was late in the afternoon. As i walked through the tunnel I had a flashback. Still to this day there was a key on my keyring to the lower level of the building which was accessed from the tunnel. I guess I had kept it for a good luck charm. I smiled to my self when i pulled out the old key and it opened the door to the deserted service room. The key worked just as it had years ago.

Still smiling to myself I started the rather long walk back to my car. Just as I emerged from the tunnel something caught my eye. Still 2 or three blocks away i could see a runner coming toward me, from where i was i could see that it was a female and she was rather small but from this distance that was about all i could tell. I formulated a plan and ducked back into the tunnel and unlocked the old door once more.

As i waited, I watched through a crack in the door. I would need to time this just right. As she approached I could see she was very young and petite, my heart was racing now. I had fantasized for years about a chance like this. The question was could I pull it off? I had not planned this but it seemed like the perfect plan. I would have a chance to back out if things didn't seem right, but after a point I would be committed.

I stepped boldly out of the door at just the right time. The young runner collided with me just as I had planned.

"I'm sorry Miss, I just didn't see you coming, are you alright?" She had taken quite a tumble and was rather skinned up. I helped her up and made a big deal out of looking at her injuries which included a couple of skinned up knees.

"I think I'm ok, I should have been watching," she was trying to be brave, but there were tears in her eyes. At this point i had to make a decision, walk away or commit. She was absolutely gorgeous, about 13 or 14 years old and with a lean runners body. It only took me seconds to decide, I had to have her.

"I dont think you need to be running like that, you have some nasty cuts," I pretended to be concerned. "Maybe you should call your mom." Under the pretense of calling her mom I got her in the door which closed with a thud.

"What is going on," she demanded, she had forgotten about her minor injuries now. She started to look for another way out, there was not one. She backed up as I approached her, "Please open the door so I can go home now."

I realized i might not have much time before someone started to look for her. I would have to act quickly.

"What is your name?" I asked her. She fidgeted and stared to panic knowing she had no way out. "My name is Sarah, please what do you want?" she was drawing quick short breathes now. and the tears were flowing.

"Well Sarah, here is what we are going to do," I moved closer to her. "This won't be as much fun for you as it will be for me," she knew now that she was in deep trouble. I explained that if she did as she told she would survive with no more than a very unpleasant memory.

"Now Sarah you are going to take of all your clothes and lay on that table with your legs spread wide," she was almost read to pass out now. "I will try to be gentle but I am going to fuck you."

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