Part 4 (1/2)
”Mazie” I resisted the urge to fidget
”Mazie” She practically tasted the nan food you try, then discreetly spit into your napkin ”That'sdifferent And you're froain?”
”Quail Hollow Over in the southwestern corner of the state, near the Mississippi?”
”Oh, yes Kip tells me your people owned land there?”
”Just a dairy farm”
”A farm! That's so very all-American”
I didn't know until later that Vanessa's fact-finding foray was phony; she'd already found out everything abouthired a private detective fir the boys I'd dated in college
But Vanessa would noa less than fifteen hundred thread count for her sheets No, we had to go through this bizarre catechisned to point out the fact that I had no right to breathe the same rarified air as herself and her son
”So tell me about your parents,” Vanessa said ”Kip said your father isummdebilitated?”
I aimed a reproachful look at Kip I'd wanted to personally explain rew to know Vanessa, I discovered exactly how difficult it was to keep anything froator, one who used velvet-lined thuical torture
”My dad was injured in a far e He recovered, but still has short-ter meant to be sympathetic, but I picked up the subtext: ation went on Vanessa grew larger and taller She was loo to knohy I hadn't eaten her cookies ”I was up all night baking the a fistful of cookies into ainst my clenched teeth The cookies were sprinkled with cockroaches writhing in their death throes because the cookie dough was poisoned Then the poison reachedpain in my ribs
”Get up!” Vanessa snarled ”Get up and take your medicine!”
Escape tip 8:
Offer your captor soe sex
”Get up!”
I opened ainst ripped in the baseball y bib overalls over a bare torso, a Jung Seeds cap, and clodhopper work boots caked with manure He had a far else fish belly white
”You're that escaped lady convict,” the faruire You're all over TV Big reward out for you” He grinned, his bright blue eyes glittering in a firecracker-red face ”Kee-rist, I can't believe onna buy me a brand-new manure spreader”
I rubbed the bleary out of ht ht He tossed aside the pitchfork, twisted my left ar le out of his grip only her level of pain Dis: sheds, corncribs, so pens, and a mound of barnyard manure the size of a ski hill He marched me across a stretch of weed-choked dirt and finally shoved me into a concrete block shed built onto a barn
”This'll keep you nice and cool till the police coers had dug purplewithin his overalls, he retrieved a coil of baling wire He forced ether and wound the wire around ht Then he looped the wire around a narrow pipe that ran along the shed's ceiling He heaved on the wire's loose end, jerkingout of their sockets;the floor, and h a wringer washer
”Please,” I whi to cry Snot oozed froiven myself up when I'd had the chance? Noas totally screwed, at the mercy of this heinous hayseed
He pulled a cellphone out of another pocket and jabbed the buttons with thick, calloused fingers So with excitement ”Yeah, hey, this is Norbert Lautenbacher Out on County Trunk M, Fire nuuire!”
He listened for a ot her right here, tied up in et her or not? Half a hour? Okay-she ain't going nowhere Bring that reward check along”
When Hollywood does Wisconsin, they have the locals talk with Midwestern twangs Wrong, wrong, wrong! Wisconsin natives sound more Brooklyn than Kansas We have trouble with our th's We say dem Packers, dose Brewers We shoot tirdy-point bucks, we drive up nort, we drink froht Manure spreader comes out 'ner spriddur
Norbert Lautenbacher had a Wisconsin accent thick enough to snowmobile on He jammed his phone back in his pocket and moved so close to me I could smell his breath Sli reptilian crept into his sh ”Be awhile before the cops get here Meanwhiles you andti” He slid off his bib top, exposing a sweatyto throw up I was going to choke on my own vo around locked up together all day You got a girlfriend, back in the can, Mazie?”
I shook irl or the girl-girl?”
His hand crept higher ”I bet you give each otheroils I seen this movie called Reform School Girls where the bitches tore the clothes off each other and had naked-ass pillow fights”
Norbert's porn fantasy bore not the slightest relationshi+p to reality We weren't even issued pillows in Taycheedah
He put a big red paw onht back into his hands
”Touchyour wife!” I spat
”Up and left a year ago, the ugly old bat Good riddance”
I'd always thought the notion of rape being a fate worse than death was ridiculous How could a physical assault be worse than dying? But noith this pervert poking his pecker against my belly, I knew I'd rather die than let hi worood when you're stuck out in the boonies without a wife The creep ht have bovine herpes or sheep crabs And how exactly did you catch swine flu?
Get your gauire! You spent all that time in the can and didn't learn how to run a si he wanted e sex Maybe an X-rated fantasy featuring sex-starved reforot any knives stuck up your sleeves, bad girl?” Norbert asked ”Wouldn't want any nasty surprises while ere having our fun” He began groping and prodding, running his hands alongthe waistband of h my pockets Wanda Kronenwetter's treasures tumbled out Lipstick, band-aids, Easy-Pleasy condole-eyed on the condoe open and they spilled out like colorful coins Norbert picked one out and studied it, turning it over in his stubby fingers ”Goddairl, Mazie So rubbers co with this
”Yeah And they glow in the dark”
He stared at ota fine line here, Maguire Make a slip and you'll get ained for
”Oh, those babies aren't for guys” I was trying to sound flirtatious, butstretched like saltwater taffy and it was all I could do not to shriek ”They're what bad girls use on each other I'll show you if you cut ht there until the cops co at me, he ripped the wrapper off a red condom ”Think I'll just try one of these on for size What do you bad girls do with 'eh
”You want to knohat bad girls do in prison, Norbert? All kinds of naughty stuff Kinky stuff”
”Kinky?”