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Detours (Part 2 of 3)

Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: L8LastNight, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

an excuse for coming home late for the very first time in her life. Just before university started, too. So much for a perfect record. “Sorry, Dad,” she mused. She had been expecting every front light of her house to be on. They were. What she hadn’t been expecting was the way the lights lit up the police car parked on the driveway. She pulled up to the side of the road. Even before she got out of the car, an officer was walking across the lawn towards her. Did Dad call the cops? she thought. “Bonnie?” the officer said as he come up to her. “Bonnie Sinclair, right?” She nodded, puzzled. “Yes.” “Hi… sorry, you might not remember me. Officer Stone. I know your father?” There was an odd, strained gentleness, almost tension, in his voice. “Um… hi.” She still was thinking her dad had called the police. The officer looked at her for a long moment. He finally breathed a heavy sigh, “Bonnie. Can you come with me, please?” His face was twitching. “Why? Where?” She wasn’t sure if she had actually spoken the words. Her heart was beating so loudly. She looked past him towards her house, searching for her dad. “To the hospital, Bonnie,” the officer said softly, repeating her name. He sighed again, “There’s… your father was involved in an accident.” Bonnie froze for a moment, then her world suddenly tilted, her legs buckled and she stumbled back against the Malibu. A pang twisted in her gut, pulling everything in. She couldn’t speak. Somewhere, deep inside her head, she whispered, “Dad?” ... *** Bonnie and Donovan drove for about fifteen minutes along the main, two lane highway before he directed her to turn off onto a small road. It circled under a bridge that went under the highway, and they continued on for another ten minutes before he told her to turn again down another winding road. She was good at remembering directions in her head, but a few more turns and she would be completely lost. Overhead the sky had become overcast, a blanket of grey clouds covering the afternoon sunlight. The green trees around the road grew dark, more grey. Bonnie noticed that it had been a while since they had passed any cars on the road in either direction. “Here,” Donovan said, tapping a knuckle against the passenger window. Bonnie frowned and pulled over. “Here?” She noted a dip on the side that led down to a dirt road. Donovan got out of the car and walked down the road, stopping at a low, fenced gate. Beyond it, the road led right into the woods. Without hesitating, he lifted a latch and pushed the gate open. Then he turned around and looked back at Bonnie, waiting. Bonnie shook her head slightly. Yeah, no. This is stupid, she thought. Donovan remained beside the gate, waiting passively. Again, she gave her head a visible shake, resisting his magnetic gaze. He remained unfazed and, after a moment, he slowly walked to the gate and began to close it. In that instant, Bonnie beeped her horn. A moment after that, she turned and moved the car down the road towards the gate. As ...