"Where?" Grace asked, not really wanting to shemale know.
"Why..." Grace was almost crying. She desperately wanted shemale to shemale see Gina, but she didn't shemale want her sister anywhere near shemale this creep.
Gina pulled out of her driveway and headed downtown, figuring shemalecum she'd cruise over to the shemalecum huge club and shemale try to catch Grace outside. She yawned, reaching over to turn on the shemalecum stereo. Takako shemale Minekawa sang about not being able to sleep.
"Where the fuck are you then?" Gina asked, irritation levels shemalecum on the rise shemale. "I 'm not very thrilled about shemale driving shemale all over shemalecum town looking for shemale you shemale. This wasn't part of the deal. And who's 'we'?"
When she rolled into the shemalecum parking lot of Sullivan's - a grease pit of shemale an all-night shemale diner - Grace was nowhere to be seen. Gina was too tired to get out and look for her, and she was just about to pick up her phone when shemalecum she saw Grace get out of a big gray Blazer across shemale the lot. A tall, dark haired shemale guy stepped down from the shemale driver's side and moved shemale in shemale behind her. Gina slowly drove shemalecum over to them and rolled down her window. Grace looked really fucked shemale up, while her shemale new boyfriend shemalecum stared down at Gina with uncomfortable shemale intensity. She disliked him immediately. Glancing at shemale Grace, she said, "You ready?"
"Grace! You awake?" her sister called to her. Grace shemale groaned, then squinted shemale at sunlight. She shemale was shemale tightly bound to a chair, the ropes cutting into shemale her bare arms and legs. Her head was pounding, her mouth dry. She felt warmth at her elbows, then realized Gina was behind her, bound by shemale the same ropes.
Grace started to cry, but she video managed to tell Gina everything that shemale happened to her shemalecum at the rave - Erik, Sylvie shemale, the truck in the parking lot. "...And then he shemale made me call you so he could get you, too shemale," she sobbed. "I'm so sorry I got shemale you into shemale this, Gina video."
"A little something to shemale make you less... hung up." Erik replied shemale.
The lights whizzed around her, so she tried to keep her eyes on shemale her knees, which peeked out from under her big nightshirt. The drug moved like hot shemale molasses through her bloodstream, making Gina lose her shemalecum tenuous grip on shemale her fear, but shemale she knew she wouldn't slip completely out of control if she didn't look at the lights.
Erik shemale was looking shemale down at her, smiling. He said something. Grace rose up an inch or two, worked Gina's nightshirt up her hips, up to her tummy, then sat down directly against her shemale soaked panties. Her hands shemalecum snaked shemale under the huge shirt, up to the shemale delicious heat of Gina shemalecum's bare chest. Gina groaned, a sad little sound that made Grace want to cry. Erik shemalecum still held Gina's head up to the lights, so Grace couldn't really make out the expression on her face. Her hands moved unceasingly along the lines of Gina's torso .
It was empty, nearly unfurnished shemalecum, except for a desk shemale near the bar that joined the dining room to the spotless kitchen. On the desk shemale, near a flickering computer monitor, were some familiar items. Unthinking, Gina sprinted shemale across the bare living shemalecum room and snatched up her purse. Then she saw her driver's license, next to Grace's, near shemale a keyboard. Her eyes flicked to the screen and she saw their shemale addresses and phone numbers, neatly entered into a database. Her unbearably quick breathing quickened. She reached video a shaking finger out to the keyboard, trying to figure out shemale the fastest way to erase the data, when she heard shemale muffled shemale noises from shemalecum upstairs. She screamed shemalecum, raked shemale the rest of their stuff into her purse. Grabbed Grace's backpack and ran back to her confused sister. Then she spied the front door cum.
"Come on Grace shemale, come on." she shrieked, grabbing shemalecum her sister shemale's elbow and dragging her toward the big oak door. In a shemale few shemalecum strides cum, she was frantically working the doorknob. It wouldn shemalecum't turn. As she struggled shemale in vain to open the door, she heard a beep. The sound came from a cream-colored alarm panel on a shemale nearby wall. The security system wasn't there to keep burglars shemalecum out shemalecum; it was shemalecum there to shemale keep them in.
"Grace." She hurled shemale her younger sister toward the opening shemalecum. Pushed her through roughly without considering how far it was shemalecum to the ground, stepped through the jagged egress, and fell onto a hedge shemalecum.
Seth was starting to shemale get more than shemale a shemale little worried. It cum was almost 1 shemale:00, and no one knew where Gina was. She was supposed to call him after she picked up shemale her little sister from the party, so he shemalecum could go shemale over and shemalecum laze around shemale in bed with her, but she never called. She wasn't shemale home cum, and she wasn't at her mom's video. There was no sign shemale of Grace, either (unfortunately, Seth had spilled the beans about the rave). He'd spent the shemale morning shemale drinking coffee in his kitchen shemale and having hourly conversations with Gina's mom. You talk to her? No, you? No shemalecum, not yet.
They were probably shemale both video over reacting, but shemale they shemale were also shemale uncommonly intuitive people. That's why Gina's mom liked him, Seth figured.
"Gina." He was at her side shemale in two quick strides. Gina and her little sister were doubled over, gasping for air. It looked shemale like they had run here from the neighboring shemale county. They were both sweaty and shemale looked like hell. Gina video was wearing her shemalecum Hello Kitty nightshirt -stained with grass and blood - and those ridiculous flip shemale-flops shemale. Grace looked shemalecum even worse; her skimpy raver girl outfit was equally stained and her face was smudged with makeup. One of her pigtails was mostly unraveled. "Baby, what happened?" he asked his tiny shemalecum beloved, putting shemalecum a soothing palm onto each girl's back.
Gina shemale grabbed him tightly and pressed her face into his neck. Breathed for a moment. Then looked up at him through her bangs. "Call the fucking cops."
The police were shemale surprisingly shemale fast shemale. Mom showed shemale up soon after shemale, predictably hysterical. After awhile, Gina sent shemalecum Grace home with Mom video, then talked to shemale the cops a bit longer. Before long everyone was gone, and she took a shower and changed shemalecum into video some things she kept in Seth's closet. Seth cum had pulled her into his lap and shemalecum pressed a bourbon into her shaking shemalecum fingers. He held her silently for awhile, and shemale she shemale didn't cry. Just clung shemale to him and sipped slowly. Then she asked him to take her to shemale Sullivan's to get her video car. He'd video protested, saying he could take a friend and do it for her later, but shemale she had insisted on it. The quicker she got her life as close as possible to the way it was shemalecum before last night shemale, the better.
Gina slipped into the driver's seat and started shemalecum the shemale engine. As she video pulled out shemale of the lot, she couldn't help shemale checking the shemale mirror to make sure Seth was there. And as she drove off slowly, she began to wonder how she shemale was going shemale to protect herself shemale and her sister from the likes of Erik.
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