Arizona Ari Macgregor was relaxing on a blanket by her favorite mountain pool, when a shadow fell across her face. She opened her eyes, expecting to see Josh. She looked up into the face of a loathsome stranger standing over her. Get away from me, you creep, she screamed at him. He bent down and grabbed her. He reeked of sweat and whiskey as he put his face close to hers, leeringly grinning at her. My creepy hands are gonna be all over your sweet little body, girlie, so relax and enjoy it. He straddled her waist and held her hands in one of his as he fumbled with the zipper of his jeans. He then ripped Aris bikini top off and his weight crashed down on her, crushing the breath out of her. As she screams and struggles to get free, she fears this vile attack will be the end of all her dreams. Oh, God, Josh. Where are you? Please hurry!