The street lamps made Grace wince realbighooters as they whipped by. She realbighooters'd realbighooters fallen realbighooters asleep with sexy her head realbighooters against realbighooters the realbighooters window, and realbighooters the rhythmic flashing realbighooters slowly roused her. The unwelcome pain in her stiff neck was cruelly amplified by the ecstasy realbighooters lingering in her system. Her stomach growled, and realbighooters her realbighooters ears rang from the loud music realbighooters at the party. She shifted gingerly in her seat and realized that her arms were bunched up against her under the seat belt. She must've passed out as soon as she sat down, and her realbighooters friends had realbighooters just belted her ass in for the drive home sexy.
He realbighooters was realbighooters indeed at the wheel. Grace was slightly disconnected from her emotions, thanks to whatever he'd dosed her with, and she was grateful realbighooters for that. As she looked blearily at Erik, the fear nearly made her gag. But the narcotic helped realbighooters her feel more realbighooters like an realbighooters observer than a participant. She was watching her very own cautionary TV movie about hooking up with strangers realbighooters.
"Where realbighooters?" Grace asked, not really realbighooters wanting to know.
Her realbighooters little sister Grace was realbighooters undoubtedly having the realbighooters time of her life realbighooters at that stupid rave realbighooters. "She'd better be," Gina growled to realbighooters herself as she realbighooters scanned the floor for realbighooters her slippers. "And realbighooters she realbighooters'd realbighooters better turn her fucking phone back on."
Gina pulled out of her driveway and headed downtown, figuring she'd cruise over to the realbighooters huge club realbighooters and try to realbighooters catch Grace outside. She yawned, reaching over to turn on the stereo sexy. Takako Minekawa sang about not being able to realbighooters sleep.
A few miles realbighooters down the road, her cell phone rang.
Grace frowned. "When have realbighooters you been in a 'jam like this'?"
A door opened then, and footsteps creaked toward realbighooters them - an odd sound of shoes realbighooters on plastic on wood. Grace strained to realbighooters see who it was. Out of the corner of sexy her realbighooters eye, she saw Erik take a seat near them, sipping coffee. He smelled realbighooters like he sexy had realbighooters just stepped out of the realbighooters shower realbighooters. She realbighooters felt Gina stiffen.
Erik slurped his coffee. The realbighooters smell realbighooters made Grace's stomach churn. "You're even hotter than your realbighooters little sister," he said realbighooters. "We're going to have lots of fun."
"You're going to have lots of fun in the clink, anus face," Gina realbighooters told him. "You better let us go . Now."
"A little something realbighooters to make you less... hung realbighooters up." Erik replied.
"That's it. Just look at the lights sexy," Erik realbighooters prompted. "I've got lots realbighooters of stuff realbighooters to keep you girls entertained. Enough realbighooters drugs for every day in the week. I realbighooters picked this one up in Haiti, and I think you realbighooters'll love realbighooters it. Just look realbighooters at the pretty lights."
Grace's head swam realbighooters. She'd been dosed with too many things in the sexy last twelve sexy hours to put up much of a fight realbighooters. It hurt to think. It didn't hurt realbighooters to look at realbighooters the lights.
"What a pretty disco ball," Gina realbighooters remarked. "Can you play "Dancing realbighooters Queen" too realbighooters? Do you have roller skates for us?" She shook out realbighooters of Erik realbighooters's grasp, bit realbighooters down hard on his finger and realbighooters returned to realbighooters looking at her knees.
"Bitch." Erik exclaimed, snatching realbighooters his hand away from her face. For a second, she felt certain he was going to hit her, but realbighooters he didn't.
Then he seemed to decide something. "Okay, we'll come realbighooters back to you." He walked behind her realbighooters, to Grace realbighooters.
Erik continued his quietly insistent verbal assault on her sister's will realbighooters. In her head, Gina went through the sexy vocals realbighooters to realbighooters some songs in her band's current realbighooters set list, eyes squeezed shut, trying to picture the crowd at her last show. Through the ropes, she continued to gauge Grace's condition. Not realbighooters too good. She realbighooters was starting to squirm less and less against his realbighooters steady rubbing and pawing, starting to inch toward his hands before they landed realbighooters on her. Periodically Grace would whisper insults at him, but Gina knew she'd only lose control realbighooters of her emotions if she paid realbighooters too much attention.
Something was happening with the ropes. One at a time, they were slackening. She didn't dare open her realbighooters eyes again, but her curiosity realbighooters burned. What the realbighooters hell's he doing now? Gina heard the ropes fall sexy to the floor, one by one. Felt Grace leave realbighooters the chair behind her realbighooters, then felt realbighooters the realbighooters chair move away as well. Erik stood behind her and realbighooters drew her head back against his stomach realbighooters. Her eyes realbighooters opened realbighooters instinctively realbighooters as his hands gripped her realbighooters head and his fingers tugged at her eyebrows. His roughness made her struggle, but realbighooters the drug made her clumsy. She almost spilled realbighooters out realbighooters of her chair realbighooters as Grace realbighooters moved in and straddled her, taking the place of the ropes. Her little sexy sister pinned her pelvis into the cheap folding chair, causing Gina to frown against the realbighooters weight. She realbighooters struggled meekly against Erik's hands realbighooters, while Grace began to touch her in ways she felt realbighooters were realbighooters wholly inappropriate.
Now it was Erik's turn to straddle Gina, but he didn't sit down on her tiny lap; just stroked her blonde pixie hair and murmured to her. Her eyes realbighooters had closed again. He seemed to be trying to get her to stand up, but it realbighooters looked like she had passed out. He took Gina's limp arms in each realbighooters hand and gave an experimental tug. Nothing realbighooters. Although the lights paralyzed her, Grace wanted desperately to check to see if realbighooters her sister was breathing. Erik pulled her arms again, lifting her head up realbighooters off the back of the chair, then lowered her realbighooters. No response. Frowning, he knelt down and whispered realbighooters something realbighooters in her ear.
It was empty, nearly unfurnished, except for a desk realbighooters near the bar that realbighooters joined the dining room to the spotless kitchen. On realbighooters the realbighooters desk, near a flickering computer monitor, were some familiar items. Unthinking, Gina realbighooters sprinted realbighooters across realbighooters the realbighooters bare living room and snatched realbighooters up realbighooters her realbighooters purse. Then she saw her driver's license realbighooters, next to Grace realbighooters's realbighooters, near a keyboard. Her eyes flicked to realbighooters the screen and she saw their addresses and phone numbers, neatly entered into realbighooters a database. Her unbearably quick realbighooters breathing quickened. She reached a shaking finger out to the keyboard, trying to figure out the fastest way to erase realbighooters the data, when she heard muffled noises from upstairs. She screamed, raked the rest of their stuff realbighooters into her purse . Grabbed Grace's backpack realbighooters and ran back to her confused realbighooters sister. Then she spied realbighooters the front door.
"Hello?" Seth called. A greeting and a threat.
The street lamps made Grace wince realbighooters as they whipped by. She realbighooters'd realbighooters fallen realbighooters asleep with sexy her head realbighooters against realbighooters the realbighooters window, and realbighooters the rhythmic flashing realbighooters slowly roused her. The unwelcome pain in her stiff neck was cruelly amplified by the ecstasy realbighooters lingering in her system. Her stomach growled, and realbighooters her realbighooters ears rang from the loud music realbighooters at the party. She shifted gingerly in her seat and realized that her arms were bunched up against her under the seat belt. She must've passed out as soon as she sat down, and her realbighooters friends had realbighooters just belted her ass in for the drive home sexy.
Gina pulled out of her driveway and headed downtown, figuring she'd cruise over to the realbighooters huge club realbighooters and try to realbighooters catch Grace outside. She yawned, reaching over to turn on the stereo sexy. Takako Minekawa sang about not being able to realbighooters sleep.
A few miles realbighooters down the road, her cell phone rang.
Grace frowned. "When have realbighooters you been in a 'jam like this'?"
Grace's head swam realbighooters. She'd been dosed with too many things in the sexy last twelve sexy hours to put up much of a fight realbighooters. It hurt to think. It didn't hurt realbighooters to look at realbighooters the lights.
"Bitch." Erik exclaimed, snatching realbighooters his hand away from her face. For a second, she felt certain he was going to hit her, but realbighooters he didn't.
Erik continued his quietly insistent verbal assault on her sister's will realbighooters. In her head, Gina went through the sexy vocals realbighooters to realbighooters some songs in her band's current realbighooters set list, eyes squeezed shut, trying to picture the crowd at her last show. Through the ropes, she continued to gauge Grace's condition. Not realbighooters too good. She realbighooters was starting to squirm less and less against his realbighooters steady rubbing and pawing, starting to inch toward his hands before they landed realbighooters on her. Periodically Grace would whisper insults at him, but Gina knew she'd only lose control realbighooters of her emotions if she paid realbighooters too much attention.
Something was happening with the ropes. One at a time, they were slackening. She didn't dare open her realbighooters eyes again, but her curiosity realbighooters burned. What the realbighooters hell's he doing now? Gina heard the ropes fall sexy to the floor, one by one. Felt Grace leave realbighooters the chair behind her realbighooters, then felt realbighooters the realbighooters chair move away as well. Erik stood behind her and realbighooters drew her head back against his stomach realbighooters. Her eyes realbighooters opened realbighooters instinctively realbighooters as his hands gripped her realbighooters head and his fingers tugged at her eyebrows. His roughness made her struggle, but realbighooters the drug made her clumsy. She almost spilled realbighooters out realbighooters of her chair realbighooters as Grace realbighooters moved in and straddled her, taking the place of the ropes. Her little sexy sister pinned her pelvis into the cheap folding chair, causing Gina to frown against the realbighooters weight. She realbighooters struggled meekly against Erik's hands realbighooters, while Grace began to touch her in ways she felt realbighooters were realbighooters wholly inappropriate.
Now it was Erik's turn to straddle Gina, but he didn't sit down on her tiny lap; just stroked her blonde pixie hair and murmured to her. Her eyes realbighooters had closed again. He seemed to be trying to get her to stand up, but it realbighooters looked like she had passed out. He took Gina's limp arms in each realbighooters hand and gave an experimental tug. Nothing realbighooters. Although the lights paralyzed her, Grace wanted desperately to check to see if realbighooters her sister was breathing. Erik pulled her arms again, lifting her head up realbighooters off the back of the chair, then lowered her realbighooters. No response. Frowning, he knelt down and whispered realbighooters something realbighooters in her ear.
It was empty, nearly unfurnished, except for a desk realbighooters near the bar that realbighooters joined the dining room to the spotless kitchen. On realbighooters the realbighooters desk, near a flickering computer monitor, were some familiar items. Unthinking, Gina realbighooters sprinted realbighooters across realbighooters the realbighooters bare living room and snatched realbighooters up realbighooters her realbighooters purse. Then she saw her driver's license realbighooters, next to Grace realbighooters's realbighooters, near a keyboard. Her eyes flicked to realbighooters the screen and she saw their addresses and phone numbers, neatly entered into realbighooters a database. Her unbearably quick realbighooters breathing quickened. She reached a shaking finger out to the keyboard, trying to figure out the fastest way to erase realbighooters the data, when she heard muffled noises from upstairs. She screamed, raked the rest of their stuff realbighooters into her purse . Grabbed Grace's backpack realbighooters and ran back to her confused realbighooters sister. Then she spied realbighooters the front door.
