Ashley's eyelids started to peek open, revealing her soft, brown eyes. She opened her mouth as though to speak but then simply let out a loud yelp when she was kicked sharply in the ribs. She looked up at him, tossing her brown ponytail behind her. Those powerful arms and legs tugged sharply on her unyielding bonds. "Untie me this instant! Where's Laura?"

Emily, shortest of all the girls, was running like crazy. Her little soccer shorts rode up over soft, white thighs as her cleats pounded the ground and her arms pumped at her side for all they were worth. Then the creepy old man had lept and he landed, knocking her to the ground. She let out a scream and she kicked wildly, her cleats trying to connect with him. Her small hands balled into fists and she beat wildly at him as he grasped her. Her screams were silenced when his hand clamped over her mouth and then her nose. Her small body twitched wildly before her movements slowed and then ceased altogether.

Al had Bernice handcuffed to him. The older brunnette was quite athletic and the well-developed muscles of her legs and arms were left exposed by her black shorts, black tee and sneakers. "Run, Susan! Run!" she screamed as she tried to drag her sneakered feet on the dirt while Al pulled her along.

Hannah, a frizzy haired girl with dark hair and a rather rotund figure, was the slowest and was fairly easy to trip. She bounced a little on her belly as she went out like a light in her jeans and tee. Susan, a soft, short blond in a long green dress, wasn't running too fast and likely would have been caught anyway. However, Mary Beth's endless legs and her soccer uniform gave her some speed and she might have gotten away. However, as it was, both girls turned and raised their hands above their heads.