Samantha Poole Off the Beaten Track

Samantha Poole Off the Beaten Track

(Note: This is a prequel to "Marty Meets BHK. Our new heroine, Samantha Poole--whose manners and disposition are as lovely as she--not only runs in to the notorious BHK but something far worse--an anal-minded corporate executive. [Added note: The only difference between an anal-minded corporate executive and an anal-minded bureaucrat is that one works for the government.])

"You do good work," said Samantha Poole as Newton Osborne (aka BHK for Bind, Hug, and Kiss) expertly cinched the bonds on her lovely ankles and secured them to one of the rails.
Sam worked in customer service and had excellent people skills but this experience was really testing them.
"Thank you," answered the villain (of course he hadn't introduced himself but Sam assumed he was the notorious BHK). He loved upbeat, positive-thinking, well-mannered damsels, especially ones in pretty outfits. Of course the best outfit for brides or damsels (and brides made excellent damsels) was a white dress but her new floral print one was almost as good.
"It was very thoughtful of you to lay the poncho and blanket (clean of course) underneath me so I wouldn't soil my pretty new dress," said Sam.
"I don't have to be mean just because I'm a villain."
"B" (he doesn't like to be called by his given name when he's "working" at his avocation) ran a line from her elbows to the opposite rail from her ankles and another from her wrists to her ankles (it was clean rope so it shouldn't leave a mark on her dress). That way the top half of her body would be secured to the track but she'd have the option of sitting up.
"Is that too tight," he asked, tugging on the line from her elbows to the rail.
"It is tight," said Sam.
"Well, it does have to be tight enough so that it doesn't come loose," said "B."
"There is one other problem," Sam pointed out helpfully.
"What's that?" asked "B."
"This stretch of track is abandoned. There hasn't been a train on it since I was a baby. The city has been trying to acquire it and clean it up for years. That's why I was here. I was scouting it out for our neighborhood organization."
"Did you really think I would tie a nice young woman like yourself to a working railroad track?" asked the horrified "B."
"I wasn't really expecting to be tied up today at all," Sam answered, "Except with errands like checking this track out. I just hope they don't try and charge me with trespassing on railroad property. You're not going to put those in my mouth, are you?"
"They're clean. Besides the little rubber ball is going to be wrapped in the scarf which is a neutral white so it will match your sandals and won't clash with your dress."
"You do think of everything," she said, which were her last unmuffled words as he inserted the ball and scarf into her mouth and tied them securely behind her head (he was considerate enough to pull her silky tresses out of the way).
"B" took out his digital camera and began to photograph her from every angle (being a gentleman villain he was careful not to upskirt her). After he was done with that he kissed her on the forehead (Sam thought someone whose acronym meant "Bind, Hug, and Kiss" would be more passionate but she wasn't complaining; she couldn't anyway with the gag in her mouth), gathered up his equipment, and took his leave.
Sam was a little concerned (something of an understatement) since this was a high-crime area. She lived in a more gentrified area of the northwest side nearer the river. Our damsel was somewhat hopeful since had heard that BHK's MO was to post his photographs on the internet; he also sent them to the local media. Although she didn't like the idea of being seen on the internet in distress (even though she did look pretty in her new dress and sandals) hopefully a member of the media or police department will arrive here before some less-than-desirable person.
No such luck, though. The first person to arrive was an irate railroad executive followed closely by Officer Sam (ironically enough) Chapin.
"Young lady, you are trespassing on railroad property. Officer, do your duty and carry this person to the hoosegow. You don't even need to handcuff her since she's already secured. There have been two many young women loitering on our tracks recently. We need to make an example of this one."
"We don't normally arrest kidnap victims," said Officer Sam. "We figure that we can put a stop to it by catching the person who is leaving them like this."
"How do you know this is the work of someone like BHK?" said the railroad executive. "She could have tied herself up. You notice there's a poncho and blanket underneath her so she doesn't stain her nice dress."
"The binding doesn't look like something she could do herself and this is not a good neighborhood to tie yourself up in even if you are in to that sort of thing."
"I think I'll need back-up to carry her to the hoosegow," said Officer Sam, shaking her head in the direction of Sam the damsel. "Besides we'll need to get some pictures of this for evidence just in case it is BHK's work (since it was posted on the internet the local police were fairly certain it was BHK but Officer Sam was trying to humor the railroad executive).
"This is a lovely dress and you look great in it," said Officer Sam as she pulled out the other Sam's gag. "Where did you get the shoes."
"That new department store on Grape Road. They have really good prices," said Sam Poole.
"I can't wait until my next day off so I can try the new fuchsia sundress my friend Marti made me," said Officer Sam (little did she know, that garment would help her catch the eye of BHK although she was an eye-catching figure even in her unisex police uniform). "Maybe I can get a pair of shoes there to go with it."
"Is that all we're going to talk about, fashion?" growled the executive (actually he didn't want to hear what the girls thought about his fashion sense; he probably wouldn't care anyway).
"Why don't we talk about what you and your railroad are going to do to clean up this railroad line," Sam Poole suggested. "It's a health and safety hazard as it is."
"I'm not at liberty to discuss that," said the executive.
"We'll have to discuss that later because the evidence technicians are here," said Officer Sam. "You need to let them do their job, sir."
"I hope you're going to deal with her," said the idiot executive.
"We know our jobs," said the comely young officer. "Now let us do them."
The executive pivoted abruptly and walked back to his vehicle, muttering all the way.
"Speaking of not being at liberty, it's a good thing for him I'm not currently at liberty. He was beginning to test my sweet disposition," said Sam Poole. "He upset me more than BHK, if that is who tied me up."
"Corporate stooges, bureaucrats, they're all alike," said Officer Sam.
"Speaking of carrying me back to the hoosegow, that hottie there who looks like Tom Welling from "Smallville" can carry me anywhere he likes," gushed Sam Poole.
"That's my cousin Scott," Officer Sam said, chuckling. "I'll introduce you. He is available (at least he would be until he and Officer Sam rescue future girl detective Tara West in "Marty Meets BHK").
The evidence technicians collected all they could including Sam's bonds and gag. Freeing damsels was getting to be routine and of course they were absolutely professional about it; BHK had been a busy boy.
Officer Sam let Scott walk the ex-damsel in distress back to her car and help her get it unlocked. "B" had thoughtfully locked her purse in it along with her keys.
Sam Poole and Scott did have a wonderful time on their date and remain friends. Scott, of course, met Tara West, future girl detective, and civilian Sam met a nice young man who appreciates all her fine qualities.
To find out how Officer Sam fared on her "date" with BHK, check out "Marty Meets BHK" if you haven't already.