17 comments/ 93849 views/ 3 favorites Four Miles In By: BlueEyed5ftAngel The day was beautiful. The sun was shining brightly overhead filtering through the rustling branches. The gentle trickling sound of water flowing over a pebbled river bed filled my ears as I tramped through the woods, nearing the upstream path. I had never been happier since moving away from L.A.. It was just a luck gig that I got this position as Park Ranger here on the Oregon Coast! But shedding my ponytail for a shaved head? I laughed out loud as I peeled off my cap running my hand over my baby smooth surface. I remember my wife nearly passing out from shock that day I came home, taking off my cap, exposing my new barren look! She soon grew to accept it though, telling me how sexy I looked and how she loved feeling me pressed tightly between her clenched thighs. Mmmmm...how she would gently caress my smoothness, moaning and writhing, holding me tightly to her wet pussy while I brought her to oral ecstasy. A twinkle came to my eye, my manhood twitched at the distant memory of the hot sex we used to share. How I missed the passion we once felt for one another. Our ten year marriage had gone stale and living linear lives was just 'not living' in my books. I knew that and knew what I had to do... I had always been a faithful, trustworthy, honest guy accepting my responsibilities. When the wife's daughter graduates from High School I would take another walk on life's path. My thoughts raced as the sound of flowing water increased in volume. I was not far from the waterfall that fed the creek. I forged on, pushing through overgrown brush now covering the unused trail. The sound of a gentle hum was echoing through the canyon. I stood still in my tracks. There was a heavenly chant filling the air, making my entire body tingle. I moved slowly now toward the sound, crouching low as I passed beneath fallen timbers blocking the unused pathway. Suddenly up ahead, through a narrow clearing I caught a glimpse, a shadow of movement... Was it an animal? A person? What would anyone be doing way out here? I only ventured out this far to check the conditions at Bridal Falls as the State Park was contemplating re-opening this sector to the public next Spring. Slowly I made my way toward the clearing trying to silence the crackling of crunching leaves beneath my feet as I listened to the enchanting sound emanating from the Falls. I eased my over sized backpack to the ground. Peering around a giant Sycamore tree, my eyes were drawn to the shimmering flickers dancing on the frothy surface of the otherwise shadowed pool beneath the raging falls. I stopped abruptly, looking up, detecting movement behind the solid sheet of water cascading down some forty feet above the canyon floor. "Oh My God," I gasped out loud. A shrill scream echoed off the sparsely sheaved walls of this secluded spot as a curvaceous nude form pierced through the veil of liquid mid way up the falls. She dove gracefully away from the cliff looking to have wings as her beautiful body floated through the mist before slicing through the churning pool below, disappearing into it's depths with little more than a splash. My eyes followed the up heaving water as her sultry frame drew near me. Shade from the canopy high above cast pulsating shadows on the pool's surface allowing me glimpses of her beautiful round buttocks and shapely splayed thighs as she swam beneath the surface to the shore. There was a blanket of long flowing blonde hair spread on the water's surface just before she erupted some five feet from the pool's edge. Water cascaded down from her crown, drawing her golden tresses over her face and down her shoulders, onto big beautiful breasts. Her aureoles were dark and full with delicate erect buds jetting out from their centers. My eyes hungrily feasted on her lovely curves, trailing down to her clean shaven mound with puffy labia peeking out from her smooth barren slit. My mouth was watering, my manhood jumping while I watched guardedly as she spread her elbows open wide, bringing her hands up, her breasts lifting, as she swept her locks back away from her face, continuing to emerge in my direction. Her beautiful toned legs were flexing as she sensually waded through the water coming closer and closer towards me. It was obvious she had not detected my presence. She was so open, so uninhibited as her lovely hips swayed from side to side and her full natural breasts jiggled up and down. Her beautiful nude frame glimmered as the sunlight danced upon beads of water covering her smooth tan flesh. Smiling to herself, her hands came to rest on her ample breasts. She was soon cupping them, nipples perky; she gave them a pinch before smoothing her hands down her ribcage, washing the water down her shivering goose bump-covered flesh. Her hands came to rest on her round tummy, mulling in a circular motion before sensually sinking down over her smooth mound. I was rubbing my swelling cock through my pants as I watched her graceful assault on her womanhood. Soon her supple fingers were slipping between her puffy nether lips, curling up inside her sex...She was moaning softly as she gracefully bent at the waist, full breasts heaving, captured between clenched arms as she continued sinking her fingers deep inside her pussy while obliviously wading towards me. I could tell by the contorted expression on her face she was really enjoying masturbating and would soon be crying out in release as her orgasm ripped through her. She relentlessly assaulted her sex with her fingers, pulling out, pinching her protruding little pearl before disappearing between her puffy lips again. Her beautiful thigh muscles were flexing, her buttocks were clenching... I knew it wouldn't be long now before I would be witness to her sweet female explosion. Stepping onto dry shore she let out a loud cry.. Her nectar coated fingers instantly withdrew from her soppy pussy. "OOOOoowwwwwwwwwwchhhh!" She screamed, startling birds from their nestling places as her shrill cry echoed off the walls of this private sanctuary. Startled, I jumped back as well. With a thud she dropped to the ground onto her sweet round ass and splayed her beautiful toned legs wide open, taking her left ankle in hand, drawing her foot up close, tucking it into her round tummy. It was a magnificent view, her swollen open womanhood was pink and inviting... but my eyes were soon captured by the bright red liquid oozing from the arch of her cradled foot. I stood silently...hidden behind the massive Sycamore tree not three feet from her and felt helpless. How was I going to come to her rescue without frightening her? Without her discovering I had been watching her? I was so close I could see tears well and then trickle from her crystal blue eyes. Her soft whimpers made me want to run out there and take her in my arms. She screamed and gasped as her finger harshly swiped at the pooling scarlet blood. Suddenly her hands released, her foot slunk down between her open sex, her breasts rolled to the side as her limp body slumped to the ground, slipping into unconsciousness... Without hesitation I grabbed the first aid kit from my backpack and jumped out from my hiding place coming to her rescue. The adrenaline was rushing as I approached her lifeless nude frame. My hands fumbled through the kit's contents as my eyes surveyed her beautiful limp flesh. She was moaning as the blood continued to flow from her foot, mixing with her escaping woman juices pooling between her still open thighs. I carefully picked her up, carrying her trembling body to the thick grassy clearing just beyond the water's edge. Gently I eased her body to the ground, bringing her thighs together in what I thought would be a more modest position before peeling off my light windbreaker draping it over her beautiful breasts and womanhood. Soft whimpers and uncontrollable wiggles escaped her as I tended to her injured foot. She had stepped on a rather large three hooked fly... One of the rusted hooks was embedded in her bleeding flesh. Being a Park Ranger, I knew first aid well. And had been confronted with this situation before. Well... never a beautiful naked woman.. But I concentrated on the task before me... hoping she would not regain consciousness until I had the hook removed! Taking the antiseptic I swabbed the site before making an incision above the hooks entry. Her body jerked involuntarily as my sharp blade penetrated her delicate skin. Cat like hisses and growls escaped her lips. I stopped to look up into her face. Her breasts were heaving, nipples very erect beneath the thin material of my windbreaker... Her breath was labored but her eyes were still closed. I returned to my task. Soon I had the hook removed, cleaning out the wound before applying an antibiotic salve and bandage. I was so engrossed bandaging her foot I was unaware of eyes watching me. With a hand pressed against her breasts holding the windbreaker to her, she slowly rose to a sitting position. "However may I thank you?" A soft sweet drawl sounded startling me. My body jerked as I looked up... seeing her hands holding my windbreaker to her breasts. Our eyes met and I felt electricity surge through my entire being. Her deep set blue eyes twinkled with innocence. It was as if they spoke to me. I perceived the childlike trust and gratitude she expressed without uttering another sound from her sweet curled lips. I found myself stuttering..."Uh.. Oh.. It's nothing," I answered like a dazed schoolboy. "Forgive me then... Please..." she offered as she peeled my windbreaker away from her gorgeous breasts handing it to me....thoughtlessly exposing herself to me. I was in shock at her uninhibited nature. "Could you tell me what it was I stepped on?" she asked shyly as she lifted her extravagantly bandaged foot, cocking her knee back, bringing her foot to rest atop her thigh. Her sweet young pussy was once again open to my view as her hands delicately fingered my bandaged handiwork. Forcing my eyes away from her glistening inner thighs and pink openness, I looked up into her glazed blue eyes, holding up the bloody fly, now with only two hooks. "This was it." I answered. "The third hook was in your foot my dear. I had to cut it off the fly to remove it." I could see her naked flesh tremble during my explanation. She swallowed hard as the pale color faded from her cheeks. "Are you all right?" I asked leaning towards her with open arms. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets before she collapsed forward into my strong waiting arms. Gently I eased our bodies down sideways into the lush green grass, nestling her head safely into the crook of my arm. She sighed as her beautiful naked body slowly unfurled. Her smooth toned legs straightened out as her left hand slipped across my waist around to my side. She was purring like a lost cuddly kitten. A sweet tingling warmth washed through me as I felt the gentle touch of her supple fingers applying pressure to my lower back. The gentle mulling of her soft fingers was electrifying. I could feel my manhood waking at her attentions. Then her left leg moved slowly up onto my crossed legs...she was sensually inching her naked pulsating body atop mine. God how I wished I was naked as well! Slowly she eased over, her sweet thighs splayed open...inches at a time she crept onto me until she was lying on top of me...her soft moans and erotic scent were filtering through the still air. I let out an uncontrollable groan as my cock twitched beneath the weight of her sweet flesh now covering my body. I could feel the warmth of her groin pressing against my hardness, the heat of her breath penetrating through my t-shirt to my heaving chest. She began slowly inching down my body. What thoughts were running through her mind I wondered as she began writhing and wiggling on top of me. I could feel her hard nipples drag down my stomach, catching on the waistband of my jeans. Soon her hands were fumbling in my groin. Suddenly a coolness washed over my crotch. She had my fly open and was fondling my cock through my damp jockeys. I felt my manhood twitching more at her sweet attentions, having all I could do to hold still and enjoy her wonderful hands. I gasped feeling my cool rod slip between her lips entering her salivating mouth... Her tongue enveloped my shaft curling around my length as she pressed me to the roof of her mouth and began nursing on me like a hungry baby. She was cooing and gurgling as my precum oozed inside her rolled tongue. Her beautiful naked body began undulating on top of me.. Watching her round buttocks clench and release was driving me wild. I felt her warm woman juices flooding over my ankle as I flexed it to stimulate her sex even more. She responded by grinding her wet pussy harder. As she did she sucked harder and harder on my swelling cock. Soon she was in rhythm grinding and sucking. I was twirling my fingers in her beautiful wheat colored hair as she made love to my cock with her mouth.. Her soft moans were bringing me to the edge. Cupping her hands against the outsides of her breasts she captured the base of my cock between her ample cleavage and began pumping up and down... as my cock head peeked out the top of her boobs her mouth captured my throbbing head...suckling quickly...teasing me. I was moaning, trying to hold back my orgasm to prolong her playfulness. Suddenly her mouth captured my cockhead and she plunged me deeply down her throat. Without warning I exploded inside her. Feeling my man juices torrenting from me she gulped and gulped as she feverishly grinded her quivering pussy into my ankle. I felt her first orgasmic wave pulsate against my ankle bone. She was cumming and cumming hard. She pulled back retrieving my cock from her throat as it continued to shoot its creamy load inside her mouth. Moaning and gurgling, drinking and sucking she was lost in the sensation of cumming and swallowing. Her body was jerking and bouncing.. Her pussy grinding my ankle like a true machinist. My foot was soaked with her sweet nectar, my cock was dry as a bone. I reached down and gently pulled her spent body up onto my chest. Seeking her mouth I kissed her deeply tasting my cum on her lips. Sate and satisfied our tongues mingled and danced as we drifted off to sleep in each others arms. My eyes opened slowly, questioningly... Would I see a gentle pulsing body lying cradled into me, her beautiful naked flesh glistening as the late afternoon sun reflected off the nearby stream? Or had I been dreaming? A soft angelic moan brought my thoughts to reality as her arms gently tightened around my ribcage. With eyes wide open I surveyed the beautiful creature still captured in my embrace. Her warm shallow breath was dancing over my chest, rippling through my hair. My shivering body startled her. She moaned and wiggled, her head tilted up to my face as she slowly opened her beautiful crystal blue eyes. Her lips curled parting slightly as a childlike whisper escaped her small mouth.. "I'm Angelique." I smiled down on her. "Nice to meet you baby doll. I'm Gary." She inched up onto her elbow as if trying to see down beyond her ample breasts. "Yes Angel, you have a booboo." I offered as I brought us both up into a sitting position, our arms still locked in an embrace. She was clinging to me and I loved it. Her hard nipples were sweetly stabbing into my side as she spoke. "Mmmmmm," she sighed as her knee bent bringing her thigh up across my covered leg. Her free hand wandered down to her foot. Her fingers studied the bandaged work of art. "Thank you for helping me Gary. I was uncertain there for a moment if today was even real." I squeezed her gently to me. She sounded with a low grunt then began giggling. Her beautiful breasts were jiggling and bouncing before she brought her hand up to cup them quiet. A flush washed over her turning her cheeks a rosy red. "Seeee Baby... You're real," I said with a grin. "You're here with me Baby and you're safe." Every time I said the word 'baby' her body twitched, her nipples got harder and harder and I knew her pussy was getting wet! I could feel her warm woman juices soaking through my pants! Her sweet/musky scent of a woman was filling my nostrils. It wouldn't be long and she would know how excited I was getting, I could feel my cock twitching just inside my open fly. Without warning she rested her hand in my lap. A soft moan escaped my lips as she wiggled her bandaged foot, while dreamily gazing up to the sound of my voice. Her hand slowly cupped my twitching organ as if to quiet it, while her beautiful blue gems locked with mine, piercing inside my soul...with a hypnotizing gaze she conjured and drew my deepest most well kept secrets from my thoughts. I closed my eyes as her soft supple palms glided over my face, caressing my brows, my lids, my cheekbones. She exhaled softly as her supple fingers continued gently exploring my pursed lips. I had the urge to draw her fragrant digits into my mouth and suck her sweet flesh, but I was peacefully mesmerized by her gentle touch, unable to move. Her hands cupped my face as her whispered words screamed through my silent darkness. "Gary, you are so handsome, so thoughtful, so gentle." Her breath echoed off the nape of my neck. " I thought perhaps I had died and gone to heaven. Thank you..." My hardness had all but melted away. How could I take advantage of this gentle little creature nestled into me for protection? I reached to her hands, pulling them back, then pressing her palms to my lips where I kissed them softly. Gently puffing a hot breath into her cradle I whispered, "Was my pleasure sweet lady." A silent smile swept over her beautiful face, it was as if her glazed eyes were peering right through and beyond me as gooseflesh erupted covering her glistening body. "Angel. You don't mind me calling you Angel?" Her young, innocent face lit up with a beaming smile giving me an unspoken answer. Smiling back I asked, "What is a pretty little thing like you doing way out here all by yourself?" " I often venture down here to bathe in the falls. It is a fantasy of mine to...." Her sweet resonant voice dwindled as she nervously pulled away from me. "What's the matter Angel?" I asked as my eyes feasted on her trembling nakedness. "I must go now Gary." She spoke with urgency, pushing off my body trying to rise to her feet, only to fall back into my arms. "Baby doll, you're too weak." I spoke with authority. "Wait right here." I rose and rushed to my backpack still laying behind the Sycamore tree, fumbling through the compartments retrieving an energy bar. I was gone for no more than a few minutes. When I returned she was gone. All that was left behind was the imprint of our once coupled bodies and the lingering scent of an angel. Two long weeks had passed and I had not yet forgotten about my chance encounter with that angel at the Falls. The weather was beginning to cool off which meant less traffic in the Parks, making my job rather uneventful in the winter months. I was having a last check of the grounds when I heard a soft hum emanating from the far corner of the Park. My entire body was suddenly alive with tingles. My mind shot back to that erotic day at Bridal Falls. Images of beautiful Angel were filling my thoughts as my gate picked up, my breath quickened, my heart pounded in my chest. Her unmistakable scent was soon filtering through the still evening air along with her enchanting hum. Four Miles In I knew I would have a raging hardon by the time I reached her. My manhood was stiffening beneath my already tight jeans. Her sweet chanting suddenly silenced as I stopped just two feet from where her beautiful petite frame sat perched on the edge of the park bench. "Who is there?" Her frightened voice whispered as her head slowly turned from side to side. She was clutching at something in her hands, but the nighttime shadows made it difficult to make out what is was.. Suddenly the Park lights came on overhead. She looked as beautiful as ever. Her long blonde hair was flowing over her shoulders as her head continued to turn from side to side. "Please answer me. Is anyone there?" Her quivering frightened voice squeaked as if she were about to cry. I was standing not two feet in front of her. Hell, couldn't she see me? Then I saw it...the something she was clutching to in her hands...it was a folded white cane.. Angel was blind? My heart grew heavy. "Angel?" I spoke softly. She flinched, her body tensed as she clutched the cane to her heaving breasts. "Please don't be frightened Angel, it's me, Gary. Your foot, the hook, the Falls, remember?" I said hesitantly as I slowly brought my hand to rest on her shoulder. Her soft skin gave way to my touch as a girlish blush swept over her innocent face. I was sure her own thoughts had trailed back to that day at the Falls. The day she pleasured a perfect stranger in a way neither of them would ever forget. "Gary? Is that you?" She spoke in a soft whisper. "I still have your windbreaker." I started to laugh as I eased my body down onto the cold bench beside her. "Hey, no problem Angel. But what are you doing out here this time of night?" She let out that familiar captivating giggle as she felt along the seat, laying down her cane. "It's always night time for me Gary," she said with a chuckle. I didn't know what to say and she sensed it immediately. "It's okay Gary... And please..." Her soft expressive hands began gliding over my face, seeing my expression. "Please don't feel sorry for me." I smiled beneath her gentle touch and was shocked when she drew my face to hers kissing me softly on the cheek. She slowly drew back, my face still cupped in her soft palms. As if seeing into my soul, her eyes twinkled with my own reflection. "That is for being so kind to me." she whispered with sweet curled lips. God, I wanted to devour her right on the spot! She ignited that same fire I felt that day at the Falls. Wrapping my arms around her I drew her back, pressing my tongue to her lips. Surprisingly she opened her sweet mouth to me. Our tongues intertwined as I savored her young innocence. She was moaning softly as our tongues danced together. I felt her nipples hardening against my chest as her ample breasts began heaving with each labored breath. Suddenly she pulled back.. A coolness washed over my mouth filling the void her warm lips had left behind. "I'm sorry Gary," she whispered. "Sorry for what Angel?" I asked confused. Without speaking, she plucked her cane from the seat, fumbling to unfold it. "Angel.." I said pleading. "Please Baby...Don't do this to me again." "Gary, You don't understand." She said as tears trickled down her flushed cheeks. "Then talk to me Angel.... Please don't just disappear again." I sat her back down, pulling her trembling body close to mine putting my arms around her. She trembled uncontrollably as words of abuse and torment slowly escaped her quivering lips. "He doesn't mean to hurt me. If only he didn't drink." She began to sob. " Mom died having me and I know he blames me every time he looks at me. I can't see his eyes but I feel them burning into me." Her tears were soaking my shirt as she went on with the sordid details of his mistreatment of her. "Oh Angel." I held her close as her body shivered and tightened while confessing to the nightmare she had been enduring with this man who calls her daughter. "I must go Gary. I need to be back to the house before he returns." "Baby, I can't let you go back there." I said matter-of-factly as I tightened my embrace on her. "Gary pleeeeeassseeeee..." She pleaded like a trapped animal trying to escape my grasp. "An gel ique!!" A gruff raspy voice called out... A very large shadowed figure was approaching from the far end of the park. Suddenly her body went rigid as steel as she pulled away with renewed strength. "I'm sorry Gary." She whispered as she clumsily unfolded her cane, pecking at the ground in front of her...heading in the direction of the man's voice. "I'm coming daddy." She nervously called out tapping on the unlevel ground in front of her. "Make it quick girl." He slurred out in a drunken drawl, stopping in his tracks, waiting for his prey to come to him. I lunged back, hiding in the shadows, stunned and helpless while she returned to the arms of the man that was suppose to be her protector. "Daddy, you're hurting me," Her trembling voice cried out as he pushed her onto the passengers seat of his old dilapidated pick-up, slamming the door closed behind her. When he went around to the driver's side and was out of view I jumped up and ran to the edge of the park... memorizing his license plate number as he whisked my angel off to her doom. I was totally enraged by the time I got home. Barging in the front door I headed for the telephone. I had friends in the local police department. It wouldn't take long to find out where Angel and her sick father lived. "Yeah...Thanks Harry. I owe ya one." I said scribbling down the address he gave me as my wife came into the room. "WHO do you owe WHAT... Gary?" She screeched in her usual demanding tone. "It's nothing Jane. Just drop it." I answered ripping the scribbled on piece of paper off the pad jamming it into my pocket concealing it from her piercing glare. "Don't tell me nothin, dammit. What are you up to now?" She demanded cocking her hands on her hips taking a posture as if she were scolding a small child. "It's just work Jane. That's all.." Her frowning scowl forced me to be more creative, continuing.." We had some trouble with vandalism at the Park and I think I got a license plate number of one of the possible vandals." Now that was some quick thinking... She just shook her head, turning away, walking back into the kitchen to finish preparing supper. She never did show much interest when it came to my work. I pulled out my local map of the area from the hallway bureau, searching for Evenstar Lane. Oh my god. It was rural all right. Only about a tenth of a mile north of Bridal Falls. Just a dirt road actually. I knew I needed to checkout Evenstar Lane in the morning. I also knew I wasn't going to get much sleep tonight worrying about young Miss Angel. I tossed and turned all night long. Jane was getting pissed telling me to go sleep on the damn sofa. Like hell I would! If she had just offered to give me a blow job I probably would have fallen right asleep. I was so frustrated thinking about Angel. She sexually aroused me and had me worrying about her safety at the same time. I was One.. Worried... Horny... fucker. At 3:30 AM I finally rolled out of bed, tired and exhausted. I slipped into the bathroom and quietly masturbated imagining it was Angel's soft hands cupping my raging hardon, pumping up and down. Imagining her lips clenched around me....mmmm... I muffled my moans in a towel as I shot my load into the basin. Taking a hot shower was the topper. Then I brushed my teeth and shaved emerging from the bath a bit relieved. Not so much as a moan escaped Jane's lips as I walked into the bedroom butt naked. I remember, when we were first married how Jane would tease me. Laying spread eagled across the bed, undulating those gorgeous hips up and down while masturbating that sweet wet puss of hers as I emerged all fresh from the shower, motioning me to come to her with a gentle bend of her juice coated finger. I would dive right into her gaping cunt, eating her out while she moaned and groaned. Just as she was about to climax I'd ram my hard cock deep inside her tight little butt and fill her with my hot load, while she came and came and came... God, those were the days... Hell, I'm lucky now if she rolls over and moans a 'morning'. Disappointed, I got dressed and headed to the kitchen, opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of orange juice before slipping out the back door. Sliding onto the cold damp seat, my heated ass grabbed on the vinyl, skidding. Goosebumps covered my shuddering body as I twisted the key in the ignition. After a few labored grinds the engine turned over. I was fumbling with the heater controls when the DJ on the local radio station blared out, "For all you early risers out there!! Hope yas got lucky!" "Oh Sure.." I said out loud. I loved his sense of humor this early in the morning! Bet he gets lucky every fucking morning. With that intro, "House of the Rising Sun" began blasting inside the cab of my 4Runner. I had to laugh out loud. I was maneuvering out, along the narrow drive hugging the house. Turning my headlights on as I backed out onto the road. My eyes caught movement on the front porch. Oh My God. It was Jane. Her mouth opening and closing in what appeared to be speech, frantically waving her hands above her head, trying to get my attention. WAS this about to be my LUCKY DAY? My cock was twitching with anticipation, watching her big beautiful breasts jiggling beneath her flannel nightie as I fumbled trying to get the passenger window down. Leaning over to it with a big toothy smile on my face I called out, "What ya want honey?" "Don't forget to get your ass home by 4 today!" She yelled at me. "I don't wanna be late for my crafts class like I was last week!" That did it. That selfish little cunt. I flipped her the bird as I rolled the window back up. Pulling away from the curb, intentionally kicking up stones, I looked back in my rearview mirror. Her big mouth was still moving wildly, screaming obscenities. She was giving me the finger as she turned and darted back inside the house. I turned my tunes back up regaining my composure heading towards the canyon to find Angel. The dense morning fog was like a thick heavy blanket covering the roadway. Visibility was no more than a few feet ahead. I soon felt the loose gravel of the unmaintained County road being whipped up inside my wheel wells. Up ahead two bright saucer like auras were churning inside the bulbous waves of fog rolling towards me. It looked like a UFO the way it pulsated, moving erratically from side to side in the heavy churning mist approaching faster and faster. Gezzzzz.. It was coming right towards me! I grabbed the wheel with both hands jerking it to the right, careening off the road into the ditch, slamming into a barbed wire fence. My head recoiled off the steering wheel as the engine died jerking the vehicle to an abrupt stop. Dazed I looked up into the rearview mirror to see a pickup truck swerving side to side down the road disappearing into the thick darkness.. "Damn.." I screamed out. "You asshole. You could have killed me!" I bet that was Angel's ol' man. I surveyed my injuries. Just a small gash above my left brow. I wiped the blood away on my sleeved wrist before turning the ignition key. It started right up. I gassed it but my tires just squealed and spun in the long wet grass. I knew I had to throw it into 4wheel drive to get out of here. Sure enough, my tires grabbed and I was heaved back up onto solid ground. I headed slowly down the gravel road, shaken. The fog was beginning to lift. Up ahead on the right I could see a rotted plank haphazardly nailed to the burned out trunk of an old oak tree. Pulling up next to it I could barely read the scribbling etched on the weathered piece of tattered wood... Ev st r L n Hmm. This had to be Evanstar Lane. I turned left, following the winding road, slowing it dropped over a steep incline. Holding my foot on the brake I coasted down the hill. Damn, it was dark and desolate out here. Reaching the bottom of the hill, there on the left was a run down single wide trailer. The siding was splitting at the seams, the screens were dangling from the window frames, the awning was hanging precariously over the rotted porch. A faint light was filtering around the edges of the blinded window at the far corner of the dump. I pulled up past the trailer and parked off the road in the bushes locking my 4Runner. Walking back the deafening crunch of gravel beneath my boots made me very much aware of the grave silence and isolation out here. When I reached the corner of the trailer I could here faint whimpering, gurgling sounds coming from inside. God, could it be Angel? Carefully climbing up onto the old orange crate perched beneath the window I grabbed the edge of the window frame bracing myself trying to peer between the blinds. Suddenly the slats parted and I was face to face with the curled back lips and ferocious teeth of a growling Rottweiler. I jumped back but not before catching a glimpse of Angel laying on the bed. Regaining my balance I headed for the side door. Knock...knock... I waited. I knocked again... this time calling out Angel's name as my hand wandered down to the door handle, hoping by chance to find it unlocked. Leaning into it I twisted the knob. The door burst open and I found myself heaved inside the filthiest dwelling I had ever encountered. The stench of rotting food, burnt cigarettes, sweaty cloths and stale air was making me nauseous. Suddenly the largest Rotweiller I had ever seen came lunging down the blackened cluttered hallway. I opened the door, stretching out my booted foot to shield off his attack. To my surprise he darted out the doorway running across the road disappearing into the thicket. I held my head out the door taking in a deep breath of fresh air before pulling the door closed, just incase the Rotty decided to return. Slowly I made my way down the filthy hallway unconsciously holding my breath as I stepped over empty beer bottles, crumbled newspapers, discarded dirty cloths and dog feces. Faint light and muffled whimpers were coming from the room at the end of the hall. The whimpers growing louder the closer I got. Grabbing a hold of the door jam I peered around the wall, gasping at the shadowed image on the bed. There was Angel, her beautiful blonde hair matted and tangled, soaked with perspiration, strewn about her shoulders and face. Her arms and legs were drawn to the four corners of the bed and bound there with heavy frayed yellow twine. The scarlet crisscross welts covering her breasts were glistening with perspiration as her chest heaved up and down. The angry red welts crossing her stomach were niching as she held back her sobs. Her legs were struggling to come together as thick stringy semen oozed out from her swollen abused holes. My God.. How could a father do this to his own daughter? Tears were welling in my eyes as I slowly neared the bed. She jerked away from me as I gently placed my hand on her forehead. " It's okay Angel. It's me Gary." I whispered, gently brushing the hair from her tear soaked face. "The water fall, the fishing hook, the park last night. Do you remember me Angel?" She was deliriously crying and squirming as I hurriedly worked to release the ropes binding her swollen bleeding wrists. Her captured hands were turning a deep bluish gray color under the restraints. Finally freeing her right wrist I gently massaged her hand trying to the get circulation to return. In a childlike voice she whimpered incoherently. "U h nn .. ye aaa." I gently placed her hand over her angry welted breast and went to work at the frayed rope binding her left wrist.. She was moaning and crying as the circulation rushed back into her freed hand. "It's okay Angel. Good Girl." I reassured her, massaging her hand as I brought her left arm in, crossing it over placing it atop her right. My eyes surveyed her battered flesh, the raised crisscrossed welts covering her stomach and abdomen looked like an intricate roadmap, as I moved down to her ankles. Her sex was laid obscenely open, blood mixing with semen was oozing from her gaping anus and vagina. Her inner thighs were bruised with hand prints and abraded with fingernail scratches . The bed was soaked with body secretions pooling beneath her quivering groin. "Good girl, Angel." I whispered as I struggled to remove the frayed ropes securing her ankles. They too were so tight, her flesh was lacerated and bleeding and her feet were bluish in color. Finally freeing her ankles from the bindings I massaged her feet as I slowly brought her splayed legs together. Low guttural moans escaped from her clenched lips as her ravaged body slowly curled into a fetal position. The tension of being stretched and bound for hours began to subside as she laid there with her arms and legs finally brought together. Tears were silently streaming down her bruised cheeks as I felt her embarrassment at being discovered like this. Sitting down on the bed, I gently sat her up pulling her naked trembling flesh into me, cradling her in my arms, rocking her back and forth, softly stroking her hair.. "It's going to be all right Angel. I promise," I whispered into the nape of her neck. Reaching down I pulled the top sheet from the bottom of the bed and wrapped it around her shivering body. "We need to get out of here Baby doll," I said as I scooped her up into my arms. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I carried her down the darkened hallway. I was praying we made it out of there before her father returned. Pushing out the front door she gasped as the fresh air flooded over us. I quickly carried her to my vehicle and got her safely inside. The drive back to town seemed endless. What would I do if her ol' man caught us on the road? I was sure now that he was the one that ran me off the road earlier. I had my arm around her, as she nestled tightly into me, her body was trembling uncontrollably. I knew she was going into shock but I couldn't speed up, not until we reached the main road. It was just to dangerous. I drove straight to the Community Hospital. Her father was not going to get away with this! When I carried her in the emergency entrance we were met by nurses and attendants that immediately ushered us into an examining room. Angel had a death grip on me, begging me not to leave her side while she was being examined. The Doctor finally nodded an ok and I was allowed to remain. I was motioning to the Doctor that Angel was blind as it appeared he was not privy to the fact yet. He appreciatively nodded back. "Young lady," He asked in a respectful tone. "Can you tell me who did this to you?" Angel's grip on my hand tightened like a vice as she mumbled, "daaaaaa...dddddyyyyyy," before bursting into uncontrollable tears. "It's all right Baby doll." I whispered, leaning down by her ear. "This Doctor's going to help you and I'm right here." The expression on the elderly Doctor's face turned to stone cold disgust while his eyes flooded with moisture as he slowly pulled down the sheet exposing her young battered and beaten body. The angry scarlet welts covered her like a thickly woven blanket. I had never seen a Doctor react this emotionally before. But then there was something very special about this innocent little angel laying so open, so vulnerable on this cold examination table. Four Miles In The Doctor was very sympathetic and understanding, explaining each and every touch and move he now made on her. Her body flinched as he cupped her welted breasts in his hands. Then smoothing his hands beneath them gently pressing thumbs into her midriff as they trailed to the sides of her ribcage. Angel let out a gasp as he pressed firmly on the sides of her tiny waistline. "Nurse, Call up to x-ray. We're going to need an MRI." The Doctor was pushing and pressing and voicing medical jargon that the nurse on the other side of the room was writing down as his hands felt their way down Angel's trembling abused flesh. "Now, I'm just going to place your feet in these stirrups Angel. They may feel cold." Her hand squeezed mine even tighter now as he guided her bruised feet into place. "Now can you inch your bottom down my direction to the edge of the table, please?" Her body stiffened as she promptly obeyed his request, scooting her dripping bottom down until he told her to stop. She was a real trooper, doing exactly what he told her to do, never questioning, just obeying. "Nurse, get me the rape kit please." He called to the slim brunette nurse standing at the counter on the other side of the room. Angel was whimpering as the Doctor gently parted her thighs, pushing her knees open wide, before probing, swabbing and photographing her savagely raped sex. He sounded off some medical terms to the nurse to log down as he closely examined Angel's torn labia and perineum. "I'm going to need some anesthetic and sutures here." He said looking up to the nurse assisting him. With a look of disbelief written on his face, he shook his head turning his attentions back to Angel's exposed groin. Angel's hand was squeezing mine tighter and tighter as the Doctor pulled and tugged at her most intimate folds. I leaned down close to her face. Gently caressing her brow. "It's going to be all right Angel. I'm right here Baby doll. I'm right here." I felt her grip slowly begin to relax in my hand. But she flinched again when the Doctor lubricated her anus before inserting a gloved finger inside her. "Bare down for me now Angel, please." He asked softly as he stood up, pushing his finger deep inside her used bowels, pressing and pushing and probing... Angel let out a blood curdling scream and her hand went limp in mine. "Doctor, she passed out!" I announced as I gently caressed her cheek. "Just as well." He answered. "We need to get her up to surgery. Just as I suspected her bowels are ruptured and the contents are spilling into her abdomen. Nurse, Let's get her up to OR STAT!" Everything happened so quickly. Orderlies appeared out of nowhere and Angel was snatched from me, being wheeled off to surgery. I just stood there in a daze. When I finally emerged from the examining room, my head was hung down, shaking from side to side. "That father of hers should be shot!" I said out loud as I entered into the hallway. "Are you all right Sir?" A soft female voice asked breaking into my solitary hell. I looked up to see a petite uniformed woman standing in front of me. Her badge read: Sgt Lisa Wilkes. "I'm sorry Ma'am. No, Not really. If I could get my hands on that son-of-a-bitch that did this to her. I'd kill the bastard." I screamed out loud. The policewoman put her arm around my shoulder and guided me to a couch in the nearby waiting area. "That's my job Sir. The hospital called when you brought the girl in. Do you know if she's going to be all right?" She asked in a sympathetic tone. I was struggling to hold back the tears welling in my eyes. I felt such an overpowering sense of protection towards this little Angel. I cupped my hands over my face, regaining my composure before wiping outwards with the palms of both hands, drying my eyes, dragging over my temples and onto the smoothness of my scalp, my hands cupping the sides of my head, staring at the floor I answered. "She's in surgery. I just don't know." I said in a quivering voice. The officer quietly sat there beside me, patting my shoulder, silently acknowledging my pain, my helplessness at the situation. She'll never know how much I appreciated her silence at that moment. Most woman just do not know when to shut up. I don't remember how long we sat there like that. I was in such a stupor. A nurse dressed in hospital greens, with cap and covered shoes waddled towards us, saying Angel made it through the surgery. It was just a matter of time. I gave a big sigh of relief. So did Sgt Lisa just as my pager began buzzing. I looked down. "Holy Shit," I blurted out loud. "It's 9 o'clock already. "Officer, I've got to get to the office and check in. If...When you see Angel, would you tell her Gary promises he'll be back to see her later?" "Of course I will. And thank you for rescuing her!" She said leaning into me, giving me a big appreciative hug. "Now, you'd better be off. I'll stay with her." She added as she pulled back. I sprang to my feet and turned heading to the OR exit. Looking back I waved and called out. "Hey, Thanks Sarge!" Officer Lisa took the elevator up to the Fifth Floor, Psychiatric Ward where Angel had been taken to a semi-private room. In her fragile state, they were restricting her visitors. Just let her father come looking for her. Lisa gave the door a gentle nudge, peeking round the corner. There by the window, with monitors wires and tubes trailing to and fro, was Angel. Lisa slipped in around the door and walked softly over to her bedside. Even all bruised and battered she was a beautiful young woman. She looked almost angelic as whimpers and soft moans escaped her helpless entangled body of tubes. "How could anyone do this to another human being?" Lisa wondered as her emerald green eyes began to flood with tears. She was new on the force and this was her first encounter with such a savage assault. She leaned over Angel's bed being careful not to bump the many tubes leading in and out of Angel's wired body. Looking into her face Lisa reached down and gently took Angel's hand in hers. It was cold and trembling. She stood there for what felt like hours, praying silently for this poor creature while gently cupping Angel's hand, watching as her breathing grew more and more labored. Suddenly the monster machine on the other side of the bed began to scream out. Nurses, Doctors and Orderlies pushing carts came bursting through the door, soon flooding the room with persons and resuscitating equipment. Releasing Angel's lifeless hand Lisa jumped back as the team pushed between her and machines getting to Angel, jerking tubes from her and tearing open her hospital gown. The Doctor ordered everyone to stand clear as he held the charged paddles to her chest. Her body flinched and jerked off the bed before slamming back down. About this time Gary walked unsuspectingly into the room, pulling his baseball cap off his shiny head. Looking up he gasped as the Doctor held the paddles to Angel's body once more. "Stand Clear!" He called out again. Angel's body once more responded by jerking and jumping involuntarily off the bed before slamming lifelessly back down onto the cold sheets. Gary hurried over to a trembling Lisa huddled in the corner of the room, out of the way of the staff who was working feverishly to bring Angel back from the grips of death. Tears were flowing from Lisa's swollen eyes. She had never witnessed someone dying before. Gary took her into his comforting arms as he heard the Doctor say. "Sorry, we did all we could." A rumble was building inside Gary he knew was out of control. Releasing Lisa he dashed out into the hallway. Alone there he burst into tears. As he drove in silence back to the office only beautiful images of Angel filled his thoughts. He knew he would never be able to forget her. That next Spring when the Park reopened the Falls to the general public, its trails and grounds had been totally refurbished. Including the beautiful, new hand carved plaque mounted on a huge boulder placed just beyond the water's edge on that grassy clearing that read... ~~ Angel Falls ~~