A few miles down the road, her cell phone rang.
"Sullivan's, huh fuckthebabysitter? Gimme ten jpg minutes." Gina frowned fuckthebabysitter as she put the phone down. She was pissed about having fuckthebabysitter to turn fuckthebabysitter around and head back jpg the way she fuckthebabysitter'd come, but Grace sounded weird. Familiar weird fuckthebabysitter. Her thoughts took an unpleasant turn, but she shook it off and decided she fuckthebabysitter was being jpg paranoid.
But fuckthebabysitter Grace was just standing there looking at her. "Grace?" She looked like she might topple fuckthebabysitter over in a light fuckthebabysitter breeze. Something was very wrong here. The guy fuckthebabysitter was moving toward her, reaching jpg in the window. "Hey." she barked, but something covered her fuckthebabysitter face before fuckthebabysitter she could say anything else fuckthebabysitter. It was a cloth fuckthebabysitter, and it smelled really weird . He was pressing it over her mouth and nose and holding her against the driver's seat with his forearm. She clawed at the air in front of the steering fuckthebabysitter wheel, gasping and screaming into the cloth. She couldn't reach anything with her hands. Couldn't wiggle out of his grasp jpg. The sickly-sweet fumes were overpowering. The car interior spun lazily around fuckthebabysitter her as a fuckthebabysitter curious buzzing filled her ears. Her eyelids grew fuckthebabysitter heavy as anvils. As her head lolled to fuckthebabysitter one fuckthebabysitter side fuckthebabysitter, sleep rose up fuckthebabysitter to meet her.
"Grace! You awake?" her sister called to her. Grace groaned fuckthebabysitter, then squinted at sunlight. She was tightly bound to a chair, the ropes cutting into her bare fuckthebabysitter arms and legs. Her fuckthebabysitter head was pounding, her mouth jpg dry fuckthebabysitter. She felt warmth at her elbows, then realized Gina was behind fuckthebabysitter her, bound by the same ropes.
"I know," Gina soothed. Grace wished she could see her sister fuckthebabysitter's fuckthebabysitter face. "We're in fuckthebabysitter some deep fuckthebabysitter shit. What happened fuckthebabysitter?"
Grace started to cry, but she managed to tell Gina everything that fuckthebabysitter happened to fuckthebabysitter her at the rave - Erik, Sylvie, the truck fuckthebabysitter in the parking lot. "...And then he made me call you so he could get you, too," she fuckthebabysitter sobbed. "I'm so sorry I fuckthebabysitter got you into this, Gina."
"How fuckthebabysitter do you fuckthebabysitter think, asshole?" Gina spat. Grace brightened at fuckthebabysitter her fuckthebabysitter sister's brass.
Erik ignored her, getting fuckthebabysitter up to pull black fuckthebabysitter sheets over the paper fuckthebabysitter shades. Grace whimpered a little in the darkness. "Let's play a game," he suggested, as he fuckthebabysitter moved out of her eyesight. Then she fuckthebabysitter felt Gina flinch.
Gina fuckthebabysitter laughed, like she knew something fuckthebabysitter Grace didn't. "You don't know fuckthebabysitter anything fuckthebabysitter about me fuckthebabysitter, asshole."
"Don't fuckthebabysitter you have like , a girlfriend?" Grace asked. "Is this the only way you get any action?" she fuckthebabysitter continued, with the raw impoliteness only a fuckthebabysitter teenager could muster jpg. An fuckthebabysitter unfamiliar wave fuckthebabysitter of fuckthebabysitter hot confusion rippled jpg through her as the new substance traversed her fuckthebabysitter bloodstream.
"That's it fuckthebabysitter. Just look at the lights," Erik fuckthebabysitter prompted. "I've got lots of stuff to keep you girls entertained. Enough drugs for every day in the fuckthebabysitter week. I picked this one up in Haiti, and I think you'll love it. Just look at the pretty lights."
The lights fuckthebabysitter whizzed around her, so she tried to keep her fuckthebabysitter eyes fuckthebabysitter on her knees, which peeked out from under her big nightshirt. The drug fuckthebabysitter moved like hot molasses through her bloodstream, making Gina lose her tenuous grip on her fear fuckthebabysitter, but she knew she wouldn't fuckthebabysitter slip completely out of control if she didn't look fuckthebabysitter at the fuckthebabysitter lights.
"What a pretty disco jpg ball fuckthebabysitter," Gina remarked fuckthebabysitter. "Can you fuckthebabysitter play "Dancing fuckthebabysitter Queen" too? Do you have roller skates for fuckthebabysitter us?" She shook out of Erik's grasp, bit down hard on his finger and returned to looking at jpg her knees fuckthebabysitter.
Then he seemed to decide something. "Okay, we fuckthebabysitter'll come back to you." He walked behind her, to Grace.
Gina closed fuckthebabysitter her eyes, trying to take in what fuckthebabysitter was happening with her sister via touch jpg and sound. She could feel Grace's upper back against hers, and the tight rope around their shoulders made it possible fuckthebabysitter for Gina to feel her slow, even breathing fuckthebabysitter. She could also tell that Grace's head was fuckthebabysitter drooped forward. Then jpg she fuckthebabysitter felt Erik's fuckthebabysitter hands brushing her arms fuckthebabysitter as he fondled her sister lecherously. He was talking to her - the kind of stuff she really didn't jpg need to pay attention to jpg if she fuckthebabysitter wanted fuckthebabysitter to fuckthebabysitter keep her wits about her.
"There you go fuckthebabysitter," Erik said, as if Grace were four years old. "Isn't that better?"
"Doesn't that feel nice?" Grace shuddered and Gina could tell fuckthebabysitter that Erik's hands were getting braver. She cursed fuckthebabysitter herself for fuckthebabysitter losing concentration. Opened her eyes. Brilliant points fuckthebabysitter of light swirled by from left fuckthebabysitter to right. They melted into familiar shapes and fuckthebabysitter faces on their way by, making Gina realize how strong that fuckthebabysitter Haitian stuff must be. As fuckthebabysitter Grace fuckthebabysitter shifted fuckthebabysitter behind fuckthebabysitter her fuckthebabysitter, Gina began to feel as if he were touching her body as well. Then she had another uncomfortable realization - her sister's aroused scent hung pronounced in the air. Or was fuckthebabysitter it fuckthebabysitter hers?
She took a fuckthebabysitter determined, measured breath. Found herself back inside Gina, where she belonged. And lowered her head under the torrent of light that sucked at her, through fuckthebabysitter her eyes. Her sister was unable to help herself. She had to make it through this for both of them.
Then Erik's hands dropped away from her sister's face jpg. He stepped fuckthebabysitter around to fuckthebabysitter Grace and lifted her off of Gina's lap. Moved fuckthebabysitter her to fuckthebabysitter one side. She was fuckthebabysitter so out of it that he didn't even have to tell her to fuckthebabysitter stay where she was - there fuckthebabysitter wasn't a motivation left in jpg her pretty head fuckthebabysitter.
"Grace." She hurled her younger sister toward the opening fuckthebabysitter. Pushed her through roughly fuckthebabysitter without considering how far it was fuckthebabysitter to the ground, stepped through the fuckthebabysitter jagged egress, and fell onto a hedge.
They reached fuckthebabysitter a street sign after running about twenty jpg yards. Holding onto it while she caught her breath , Gina glanced up. Sussex Lane. She knew exactly where they were - a fuckthebabysitter neighborhood away from Seth's. She fuckthebabysitter glanced back down the street fuckthebabysitter to the house with the broken window and trampled hedge. No one had come out the front door yet. None of the neighbors had come out, either. She wrapped a sweaty arm around fuckthebabysitter Grace fuckthebabysitter. "C'mon kiddo," she gasped. "Let's get out of here fuckthebabysitter."
They were probably both fuckthebabysitter over reacting, but fuckthebabysitter they were also uncommonly fuckthebabysitter intuitive people fuckthebabysitter. That's why Gina's mom liked fuckthebabysitter him, Seth figured.
He turned up fuckthebabysitter the CD player on the counter, trying to distract himself with some old fuckthebabysitter Genesis. Peter Gabriel was jpg belting fuckthebabysitter out fuckthebabysitter one of his favorites:
"Hello?" Seth called. A greeting and a threat.
The breathing continued fuckthebabysitter in the living room. Cautiously, he peeped around the corner from the kitchen. The cigarette fuckthebabysitter dropped out of his hand.
"Empty? No furniture? No nothing? Really? And the fuckthebabysitter owner? They don't know? Well, you fuckthebabysitter know how they are jpg with fuckthebabysitter records downtown fuckthebabysitter."
"Follow me, all fuckthebabysitter right?" Gina asked as she opened her car door.
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