Oh shit. Erik. She remembered the last two hours of her life in the instant she turned toward squirt the driver's seat.
He was indeed at the wheel. Grace was slightly disconnected squirt from hunter her emotions squirthunter, thanks squirthunter to whatever he'd dosed her with, and she was grateful for that. As she squirt looked squirt blearily at Erik, the fear nearly made squirt her gag. But the narcotic helped her feel more squirt like an observer than a participant. She was watching her very own squirt cautionary TV movie about hooking up with strangers squirt.
"Where?" Grace squirt asked, not really wanting to squirthunter know.
"We're meeting squirt your sister."
The deal squirthunter was this: Grace squirthunter wanted to celebrate her high school graduation in squirt style, at this really big party downtown. Only Mom hunter would never let her stay out all squirthunter night, so Grace had lied and told her she was spending the night at Gina's (before asking her squirt first, as usual). Big Sister had charitably squirthunter agreed on the condition that she would pick up Grace at the squirt end of squirt the squirt festivities - she didn't want someone with squirt a head full of hallucinogens driving squirt Grace home. They were supposed to touch base at squirthunter 4:00 A.M. to coordinate.
A few miles down about the road, her cell phone rang.
"We're not at the party," came the squirt response. Gina could hear cars going by in the background.
"N-no."
"What's this squirt?" she squirt heard her sister say.
Erik just laughed at her and moved to the wall. He flicked a switch, and the room squirthunter filled with squirt tiny, colored lights. They flitted around them in a dizzying orbit. Grace heard Gina curse under her breath, and found herself unable to look away from them.
Grace's head swam. She squirt'd hunter been dosed with too many things in the last twelve hours to put up much of a fight. It hurt to think. It hunter didn't hurt to look at squirt the squirt lights.
The lights whizzed around her, so she tried to squirthunter keep her eyes on her knees squirthunter, which peeked out from under her big nightshirt . The drug moved like hot hunter molasses through her bloodstream, making Gina lose her tenuous grip on her fear, but she squirthunter knew she wouldn't slip completely out of control if she didn't look at the lights hunter.
A squirt hand cupped her chin and gently raised hunter her head. Held it up. "That squirthunter's squirt better squirt," Erik told squirt her. "Look squirthunter at all the colors."
Erik squirt pressed the girls' arms together and massaged about both pairs of biceps squirt. The distinction between Gina and her sister squirthunter was further blurred, as fingers slipped under the sleeves of her nightshirt. Absently, she nuzzled the back of her squirt head against Grace's, warming to squirt Erik's touch, feeling intermittently that she was in her sister's body. Which was squirt fuller than hunter her own squirthunter. Rounder. Younger. Not quite about containable in the squirt white two hunter-piece she wore out to raves. When Gina squirt stood squirt next to her sister she squirthunter sometimes felt a twinge of jealousy, wondering why Grace had inherited the squirt outrageous Scandinavian curves from their mother's side of squirthunter the family, while squirt she had merely squirthunter filled out the same body she'd had squirt as a girl. Though they were about the same squirthunter height, Gina was called "cute hunter" and "petite" by Mom, while Grace was "buxom" or "full-figured". Gina squirt never felt bad about squirt herself in front of a mirror, but looking at squirt her sister made her dissatisfied with her elfin stature . Now, however, she was existing in Grace, feeling glorious, feeling eighteen, writhing under an exploring about touch squirt, while hunter Gina herself explored from the inside. Her own body must be...
And those damned lights. They turned squirt every instant of human contact into a weapon - a blunt object that crashed down on her resistance again and again. The man behind her was creepy and repellant, and the idea of getting squirt groped by her squirthunter sister squirt was just gross, but the lights kept squirthunter her from being able to fully distinguish who they were. She breathed in slowly through her squirthunter nostrils, and realized squirthunter with squirt some horror that her nipples were stiffening under Grace's eager fingers. She decided instead to focus squirt on her legs, rapidly squirt going numb under the weight of squirthunter her squirt sister's hips.
She had her big sister between her legs. Grace was sitting on Gina hunter's lap, pinning her to the seat hunter. It felt unbelievable to swallow squirt those tiny hips with her squirt own, even though she was mortified about to find herself touching her sibling like this. Erik was making her do more stuff, and about if he kept sticking hunter needles in her she'd probably squirt be doing it with his squirthunter dog, before long. There was absolutely no way squirt she could resist touching or being touched squirt at hunter this point. She knew she was helping Erik squirthunter to break hunter Gina down squirt, but she couldn't stop hunter. She squirthunter hoped Big Sister would be stronger than squirthunter her, so they could get away squirt somehow.
They reached a street sign after squirt running about twenty yards. Holding onto it while she caught her breath, Gina glanced up . Sussex Lane. She knew exactly where they were - a neighborhood away from Seth's. She glanced squirthunter back down the street to the house with squirthunter the broken window and trampled hedge. No one had squirt come squirt out the front door yet. None of the neighbors squirt had come out, either squirthunter. She wrapped a sweaty arm hunter around Grace. "C'mon kiddo," she gasped. "Let squirt's get out of here."
They were squirt probably hunter both over squirt reacting squirthunter, but squirthunter they were also uncommonly intuitive people. That's why Gina's mom liked him, Seth figured.
"Yeah. Yes, hello. She's here, but hunter she..." Gina squirt felt squirt Seth looking at her as she moved slowly to her car. "She can't come squirt to the phone right now. I'll relay the squirt message. So you went to the squirthunter house. What about squirt it?"
"Empty? No furniture? No nothing? Really? And the squirt owner? They don squirt't know squirt? Well, you know how squirt they are with records downtown."
"Follow me, all right?" Gina squirthunter asked as she opened her car door.
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