He was indeed at the wheel. Grace was slightly disconnected from her pornstudsearch emotions, thanks to whatever he'd dosed her with, and she was grateful for that. As she looked blearily pornstudsearch at Erik, the fear pornstudsearch nearly made her gag. But the narcotic helped pornstudsearch her feel more like an observer than a participant. She was watching her very own cautionary TV pornstudsearch movie movies about hooking pornstudsearch up with strangers.
"We're pornstudsearch meeting your sister."
"Why..." Grace was almost crying. She desperately pornstudsearch wanted to see Gina, but she didn't want her pornstudsearch sister pornstudsearch anywhere near this creep pornstudsearch.
The deal was this: Grace wanted to pornstudsearch celebrate pornstudsearch her high school graduation in style pornstudsearch, at this pornstudsearch really big party downtown pornstudsearch. Only Mom would never let her stay out all night, so Grace had lied and told her she was spending the pornstudsearch night at pornstudsearch Gina's (before asking her first, as usual). Big Sister had pornstudsearch charitably pornstudsearch agreed on the condition that she would pornstudsearch pick up Grace at the end of pornstudsearch the pornstudsearch festivities - she didn't want someone with a head pornstudsearch full of hallucinogens driving Grace home. They were supposed to touch base at 4:00 A pornstudsearch.M. to coordinate.
"We pornstudsearch're not at the party," came the response pornstudsearch. Gina could hear cars going by pornstudsearch in the background.
"Sullivan's, huh? Gimme ten minutes." Gina frowned as she put the phone down. She was pissed about having to turn pornstudsearch around pornstudsearch and head back the way she'd come, but Grace sounded weird. Familiar weird. Her thoughts took pornstudsearch an unpleasant turn, but she shook it off pornstudsearch and decided she was being paranoid pornstudsearch.
A door opened then pornstudsearch, and footsteps pornstudsearch creaked toward them - an odd pornstudsearch sound movies of pornstudsearch shoes on plastic on wood. Grace strained pornstudsearch to see who it pornstudsearch was. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Erik take a seat near them, sipping coffee. He smelled like he had just stepped out of the shower. She felt Gina pornstudsearch stiffen.
Erik slurped his coffee. The smell made Grace's stomach churn. "You're even hotter than your little sister," he said. "We're going to pornstudsearch have lots pornstudsearch of fun."
"You're going to have pornstudsearch lots of fun in the clink, anus face," Gina told him. "You better movies let us go. Now."
Then he seemed to decide pornstudsearch something. "Okay, we pornstudsearch'll come back to you." He walked behind her, to Grace.
Erik pornstudsearch was looking movies down at her, smiling. He said something. Grace rose up an inch or two , worked Gina pornstudsearch's nightshirt up her hips, up to her pornstudsearch tummy, then sat down directly against her movies soaked panties. Her hands snaked under the huge shirt, up pornstudsearch to the delicious heat of Gina's bare chest. Gina pornstudsearch groaned pornstudsearch, a sad little sound that made Grace want to cry. Erik still held Gina's head up to the lights, so Grace couldn't really make out the expression on her face. Her hands moved pornstudsearch unceasingly along the lines of Gina's torso.
It was empty, nearly unfurnished, except for a desk near the bar that joined the dining room to the spotless kitchen . On the desk, near a flickering computer monitor, were some familiar items pornstudsearch. Unthinking, Gina sprinted pornstudsearch across the pornstudsearch bare living room and snatched up her pornstudsearch purse. Then she pornstudsearch saw her driver's license, next pornstudsearch to Grace pornstudsearch's, near a keyboard. Her eyes flicked to the screen pornstudsearch and she saw their addresses and phone numbers pornstudsearch, neatly entered into a pornstudsearch database. Her unbearably quick breathing quickened. She reached a shaking finger out to the keyboard, trying to figure pornstudsearch out the fastest way pornstudsearch to erase the data, when she pornstudsearch heard pornstudsearch muffled pornstudsearch noises from upstairs. She screamed, raked the rest of their stuff into her pornstudsearch purse. Grabbed Grace's backpack pornstudsearch and ran back to her confused sister. Then she spied the front door.
"Come on Grace, come on." she shrieked, grabbing her sister's elbow and pornstudsearch dragging her toward the big pornstudsearch oak pornstudsearch door. In a few strides pornstudsearch, she was frantically working the doorknob. It wouldn pornstudsearch't turn pornstudsearch. As she struggled in vain to open the door, she heard a beep. The sound came pornstudsearch from a cream pornstudsearch-colored pornstudsearch alarm pornstudsearch panel on a nearby wall. The security system wasn pornstudsearch't there to keep pornstudsearch burglars out; it was there pornstudsearch to keep them in.
Gina heard groaning from upstairs. She jumped, completely hysterical now pornstudsearch, and looked around the room. There was a chair in pornstudsearch front pornstudsearch of the desk. And pornstudsearch a window pornstudsearch next to the door. Brushing by Grace, she pornstudsearch grabbed the chair and ran with all her pornstudsearch might pornstudsearch toward the window. Threw the chair pornstudsearch at the panes, through the paper blinds pornstudsearch. The sound of shattering glass was the most pornstudsearch beautiful thing she pornstudsearch'd ever heard.
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