Baring it All (part 40) Feeling Trapped Claude put his bloodstained shirt into a garbage bag. There were only spots on his jeans but he put them in the bag too. He placed the bag in the corner of the motel room. He changed into the clothes he'd bought at Wal-mart and took the bag out to the dumpster. He looked around for several minutes and when he didn't see anyone nearby he tossed it in. He walked back into his room and turned on the TV. He switched the channel until he found the news. He watched several stories before seeing what he was looking for. "Another young woman has been found stabbed to death in the doorway of her apartment according to the local police. Monica Satterfield was found early last evening. Her death has been linked to the stabbing death last week of Elizabeth "Lisa" Leonard. Both women were exotic dancers at Chocolate Paradise. Earlier this week police arrested Rev. Travis Leonard and charged him with his wife's murder. Rev. Leonard was released after Ms. Satterfield's body was found. Eyewitnesses report seeing Ms. Satterfield's live in boyfriend Claude Rivers fleeing the scene." Claude gasped as his picture flashed across the screen. He listened intently as the reporter continued. "Police have issued a warrant for Claude Rivers's arrest. He has been described as armed and dangerous. If you see this man you are urged to not approach him but to immediately notify the authorities." Claude switched the TV off quickly. He needed quiet so he could think. He checked his pockets. After buying clothes and renting the room he only had a few hundred dollars left. He knew that would not get him very far. He changed his mind about running further right now and decided he needed a place to hide. He picked up the phone and dialed Billy's number. He and Billy went way back and Claude felt he could rely on him for a favor. Billy's old lady Heather answered the phone. Claude disguised his voice and asked for Billy who agreed to let him crash for a few days in the backroom of his pawnshop. He didn't ask Claude any questions he just told him where to find the keys. Claude grabbed his bag. Suddenly he realized he couldn't dare take a cab and risk being recognized. He decided to walk the 10 blocks to the pawnshop. He let himself in the back door with the key Billy told him would be under the mat. The room had a cot, a min-fridge, and a TV. Claude lay down on the cot he closed his eyes and thought of Monica. He remembered how beautiful and sexy she'd always looked. As his mind wandered Claude's dick became erect. He reached into his pants and pulled it out. He began to stroke it up and down imagining Monica sucking it. He worked his hand up and down slowly at first then quickly picking up momentum. Monica's face flashed all over his mind. Her body, her breasts, her pussy all filled his fantasy. He thought of every inch of her as he stroked himself in a frantic rhythm until he felt his cum sliding down between his fingers. Claude went into the tiny 1/2 bathroom and washed his hands. He lie back down on the cot, and fell asleep.