Dimitri rammed hard against the woman, his hand fastening in her hair.<br/><br/>She sprawled again, slamming onto the bonnet of a car.<br/><br/>She felt the cold steel of his pistol press into the back of her neck.<br/>"Don't kill me!" she yelped, "I've done nothing wrong!"<br/><br/>Dimitri's body pressed hard against her back, keeping her bent over the car.<br/>She had a soft curvy body, he could feel her ample backside as he pressed her against the hood.<br/><br/>"Who are you?" she gasped "What do you want?"