The fuck street lamps fuckspy made Grace pics wince pics as they whipped by. She'd fallen asleep with her head against the window, and the rhythmic flashing slowly roused her. The unwelcome pain in sheriff spy her stiff neck was cruelly amplified fuck by the ecstasy lingering in her fuck system. Her stomach growled, and her ears rang from the loud music at the party. She shifted gingerly in her seat and realized that her arms were bunched up against her under the seat pics belt. She must've passed out as soon as she fuck sat down, and her friends sheriff spy had just belted her ass in for the drive home.
Erik sheriff must spy've known she was staring at him, but he ignored her. Grace labored against the drug for a few seconds and came to the conclusion that she fuck was stuck in her seat fuckspy, for the fuckspy time sheriff being. She made fuck a soft, resigned fuck, frightened spy noise.
"We fuck're meeting your sister."
The alarm went off again, and Gina groggily deduced that she'd hit fuck the Snooze button enough. It was four-thirty in the A.M., and her entire night's sleep was sheriff spy now a lost cause. She spy kicked off the covers and fuckspy sat up slowly. Yawned and scratched spy behind her ear. God spy dammit, she thought.
Finally, she thought, digging through her purse for the phone. She pulled the antenna out with her sheriff spy teeth, jabbed the Talk button and said, "Yeah?"
"We fuck're not at the party," came the fuck response sheriff spy. Gina could fuckspy hear cars going by fuck in the background spy.
"You okay?" Gina asked.
"That fuck fucker." Gina strained at their bonds. Then she stopped wiggling around. "Don't be sorry fuckspy, there was nothing you could do. I've been in a fuck jam like this before. So chin up. Let's try to figure out how we're getting out of here."
"Long spy story. Let's just fuck say I know how spy you feel and spy leave it at that. Anyway, lots of people are probably already wondering where pics we are, and my car fuck is still back at Sullivan's spy. It won't be long before folks start fuck looking for us."
"How did you fuck sleep?" Erik asked.
"How do you think, asshole?" Gina spat. Grace brightened at her spy sister's brass.
Grace's head swam. She fuck'd been dosed with fuck too many things spy in the last twelve hours sheriff spy to put up much of a fuck fight. It hurt to think. It spy didn't hurt to fuck look at the fuckspy lights.
Gina spy wasn't mad at her sister anymore. Sure spy, she was angry when she sheriff woke fuck up from the chloroform to find herself tied to a chair, but once she spy heard her story she realized that Grace was just unlucky enough to be singled out by a dangerous freak. It looked like encounters sheriff spy with spy mind sheriff spy control enthusiasts ran fuck in fuck the family. And this Erik sheriff spy guy was an entirely different animal than her goofy, mostly lovable boyfriend. Seth had just wanted to fuck make her wear sexy fuck clothes and fuck his brains out fuck. Yes, Anodyne had almost got its sheriff collective mitts on her, but Seth's intentions were clear all along. And he scored bonus points for saving her life. Erik fuck, on the other hand, was an evil fucker who was nearly impossible to read. He would probably spy kill her and spy her little sister if he had to. Grace had unwittingly stumbled into fuckspy the fuck web of a very sick fuckspy, very smart fuck predator.
"There you go," Erik said, as if Grace were four years old. "Isn't that better?"
"Uh-huh," Grace answered fuckspy, her head knocking against Gina's.
She took a determined, measured breath. Found herself back inside Gina, where she belonged. And lowered her head spy under fuck the torrent of light that sucked at her, through her eyes. Her fuckspy sister was unable to fuck help herself. She fuck had to make it through fuck this fuck for fuck both of them.
And those damned lights. They spy turned every instant of human contact into a weapon - a blunt object that crashed down sheriff spy on her resistance again and again. The fuck man behind sheriff spy her was creepy and repellant fuck, and pics the idea of getting groped by her sister was just gross, but the lights kept her from being able to fully sheriff distinguish who fuck they were. She breathed in slowly through her nostrils, and realized with sheriff spy some horror that spy her nipples were stiffening fuck under Grace spy's eager fingers. She decided instead to sheriff focus on her legs, rapidly going numb under fuckspy the weight of her sister's spy hips.
There has to be a way to fight this...
Erik was looking fuck down at her, smiling. He said something. Grace rose up an inch or two, worked Gina's nightshirt spy up her hips sheriff, up fuckspy to her spy tummy, then sat spy down directly against her soaked panties spy. Her hands spy snaked under the huge shirt, up to the delicious heat of Gina's bare chest. Gina groaned, a sad little spy sound that made sheriff Grace want to cry. Erik still held fuckspy Gina's head up to sheriff spy the lights, so Grace couldn't really make out the sheriff expression on her face. Her hands moved unceasingly fuck along the lines of Gina's torso.
Plastic rustled upstairs.
And the lamb lies down on Broadway.
The police were spy surprisingly fast. Mom fuck showed up soon after, predictably hysterical sheriff spy. After awhile, Gina sent Grace home sheriff with spy Mom pics, then talked to the cops a bit longer fuck. Before fuck long everyone fuckspy was gone, and she took a shower fuck and changed into some things pics she kept in Seth's closet. Seth had pulled her into his spy lap sheriff and pressed spy a bourbon into her shaking fingers. He held her silently fuck for fuckspy awhile fuck, and she didn't cry. Just clung to him fuck and sipped slowly. Then she asked him to take sheriff spy her spy to Sullivan's to fuck get her car. He'd protested fuck, saying he could take a friend fuck and do it for her later, but spy she had fuckspy insisted on it. The fuck quicker she fuckspy got her life as close as possible to the way fuck it was before last night, the better.
They pulled fuck into the lot, next to fuck Gina's fuck little white car. There weren't many spy people here this time of the afternoon. The fuckspy sun pounded the blacktop in the dirty parking lot, and the restaurant's air conditioner stuttered in the already oppressive June heat. Gina could smell a dumpster through the open window. As they stepped out of Seth's ride, her cell phone rang spy. A piece of paper fluttered on the windshield of her car, trapped fuck under a wiper blade. The humid breeze made it spy rattle fuckspy softly. Absently, she handed the phone to Seth.
"Uh. I have to go. Yep. We'll be in fuck touch." Seth materialized next sheriff spy to spy her. "Kitten? Whatcha fuck got fuckspy there?"
She didn't answer, just raised her fuck hand, the note delicately held between two fingers. Seth took it from her. "'Don't think you got fuck away for sheriff good'," he read. "Oh. Sweetheart."
"They want both of you downtown for an interview fuck tomorrow."
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