The Picnic - part 2

The weird feeling I had earlier in the evening returns tenfold.  Alarms go off in my head and I am not sure what the emergency actually is.  Jared looks at me with an evil glint in his eye and says:  "You didn't actually believe we were coming here to have a picnic did you?"  The shock I was feeling must surely have shown onmy face because Jared let out a short bark of a laugh.  He then wrapped his arms tightly around me and began roughly kissing my neck.  I tried to struggle free but was then pushed to the ground and held down fast.  My 105 lb. frame was no match for his bulky football physiche.  I could yell and hope the group we had seen earlier were still around.  I could continue to struggle and hope he gave up.  I could throw myself off of the boulder and hope my landing below wouldn't result in injury or death.
How did I get myself into this situation?  Jared began pawing at my clothes, loosening and removing them while still holding me down.  Tears started streaming down my cheeks and my throat caught in with a strangled sob.....