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Prologue
Fiction Sex Story: Prologue - His girlfriend had told him to take care of any "damsels in distress" while at college
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Polygamy/Polyamory
The sports sedan that approached the ambush point was still only a week old, essentially brand-spanking-new, and it showed, as this was the first day that it was actually being driven. The driver, who was in the groove and was thus doing better than 20 over the limit, had no idea that he was being targeted. Well, maybe he did, after all it was an occupational hazard.
The first .50 calibre AP bullet entered the front of the car, passed through the electric fan, the radiator itself, experienced a slight alteration of its trajectory when glancing off of a steel bracket for the pulley of the serpentine belts serving the steering, air con, and alternator, and ploughed its way through most of the aluminium block of the 378 cubic inch V8 engine. At one point it had even penetrated what had still been a moving piston.
Although the engine had come to a violent and sudden death, the stalled transmission caused the wheels to lock up, momentarily ... until the torque converter gave in; and the car carried on coasting at a reduced speed, although not as drastically as planned.
The second .50 calibre AP bullet had penetrated the front windshield, the driver's head, the headrest, and the rear window a bare eleven seconds later; this time was accounted for by the shooter pulling the bolt back while the empty case ejected, and then pushing forward again, engaging and pushing into the chamber a fresh cartridge. He had also adjusted his aim that minimal amount.
As the noise blast of the second shot dissipated, the three men accompanying the shooter heard the sound of an oncoming warbling siren. They had run out of luck. The Sheriff's Deputy had been gaining, but he never saw the ambush, while he only superficially identified a movement; that of the shooting team at the top of the bluff, making an urgent Departure. His concentration was on the car, which may have slowed a little, but was still going far too fast for the bend ahead, and not seeing any brake lights, the Deputy was getting worried ... until he saw the car smash through the barrier and fly headlong into the lake.