 He was indeed at princess fiona the socalcoedsfiona wheel socalcoedsfiona. Grace was socalcoedsfiona slightly disconnected from her emotions, thanks to whatever he'd dosed her with, and she was grateful for that. As she looked blearily at Erik, the fear nearly made her princess fiona gag. But the narcotic helped her feel more like an observer image than a participant. She was watching coeds her very own cautionary TV movie about hooking up with strangers.
 Erik must image've known she was staring at him, but he ignored her. Grace socal labored against the drug for a princess few seconds and came to the conclusion socal that socalcoedsfiona she was image stuck fiona in her socal seat, for the socal time being. She made a soft, resigned fiona, frightened noise.
 They socalcoedsfiona rolled up to a stoplight and Grace looked socalcoedsfiona out the window, trying in vain to fling her thoughts outside, away from the nightmare she was living. She heard Erik fumbling around socal next to her, then felt something jab her arm. Grace socalcoedsfiona closed her eyes, bit her lip. She didn't need to look; she could already feel what was happening.
 The deal was this: Grace wanted to celebrate coeds her high image school fiona graduation in style, at this really big party downtown. Only Mom would never socalcoedsfiona let socal her stay out all night, so Grace had lied and socal told her she was spending socal the night at Gina socal's (before asking her first, as usual). Big Sister socal had charitably agreed on the condition that she would pick up Grace at the end of the image festivities fiona - she didn't want someone coeds with a head full of hallucinogens driving Grace home. They were supposed to socal touch base socal at 4 fiona:00 A.M. to coordinate.
 As she padded out to the car in her princess fiona flip-flops, she wondered if she socal was over socalcoedsfiona reacting because it was well before the ass crack of dawn socal, but she princess decided to socal be irritated either way.
 Grace's voice crackled into her ear fiona. "Gina. I need for you to meet me." She sounded tired. The poor kid was probably worn out from socalcoedsfiona the roll and all that peace, love socalcoedsfiona, unity and respect.
 "Grace socal. You awake?" her sister coeds called to her. Grace groaned, then squinted at sunlight. She was tightly bound socal to fiona a socalcoedsfiona chair, the socal ropes cutting into her bare arms and legs. Her head was pounding, her mouth fiona dry. She felt warmth at her elbows, then realized Gina socal was behind her, bound by the same ropes.
 "N-no."
 "You're going princess fiona to have socalcoedsfiona lots of fun in the clink, anus face," Gina told him. "You better let us go socal. Now socalcoedsfiona."
 Gina laughed, like fiona she coeds knew something Grace didn't. "You don't know anything about me, asshole."
 Erik fiona moved princess fiona into view and knelt coeds down in front of Grace. Eyeing her dispassionately, he stuck yet another syringe in her thigh. Emboldened by her sister socalcoedsfiona's presence fiona, she stared back coeds at him. "How much shit are you going socal to pump into me?"
 Erik socal just princess fiona laughed at her socal and moved to the wall. He flicked socal a switch, and the room filled with tiny, colored lights. They flitted fiona around them in a dizzying orbit. Grace heard Gina curse under her breath, and found herself unable socal to look away from them.
 "That's it socal. Just princess look at the lights," Erik prompted. "I've got lots of stuff to keep coeds you girls entertained. Enough drugs for every fiona day in the week princess. I picked this one up in Haiti, and I think you'll love it. Just socalcoedsfiona look socal at the pretty lights socal."
 A hand cupped her chin and gently raised her head. Held fiona it up. "That socal's better," Erik socalcoedsfiona told her socal. "Look at all the colors."
 Erik continued his quietly insistent verbal assault on socalcoedsfiona her sister's will. In socalcoedsfiona her socalcoedsfiona head, Gina went through the vocals to some songs in her fiona band's current set image list, eyes squeezed socalcoedsfiona shut, trying to picture the crowd socalcoedsfiona at her socalcoedsfiona last show. Through the ropes, she continued socal to gauge Grace's condition. Not too good. She was starting socalcoedsfiona to squirm socalcoedsfiona less and less against his coeds steady rubbing and pawing, starting to inch toward his hands socal before they landed on socal her. Periodically Grace would socal whisper insults at him, but Gina knew princess fiona she'd only lose control of her emotions if she paid image too much attention.
 It was empty, nearly unfurnished, except for a desk near socal the bar princess fiona that joined the dining room to the spotless kitchen. On the desk, near a socal flickering computer monitor, were fiona some coeds familiar items. Unthinking princess fiona, Gina socalcoedsfiona sprinted across the bare living room and snatched up her purse. Then she saw socal her driver's license, next to Grace's, near a keyboard. Her eyes flicked to the screen and she saw their addresses and phone numbers, neatly entered into a database. Her unbearably quick breathing quickened socalcoedsfiona. She reached a shaking socal finger socal out to the socal keyboard, trying to figure princess fiona out the socal fastest way to erase the data, when she heard muffled noises from upstairs. She screamed, raked the rest of their stuff into her socalcoedsfiona purse. Grabbed Grace socalcoedsfiona's backpack and ran back to image her confused sister. Then she spied the front princess fiona door.
 Moaning, she removed herself coeds from the sharp socal branches and princess found grass under her feet. A perfectly manicured image lawn. The socal front yard of Suburbia. Grace was nearby, on socal her feet fiona, hunched over and socal clutching her side. Though Gina hurt all over and socalcoedsfiona she was bleeding a socal little, standing still was unbearable, so socal she launched image herself forward, catching Grace on her way out of the yard. The princess fiona two of them sprinted off, into the middle of the street.
 They reached a street sign after socal running socalcoedsfiona about twenty yards. Holding fiona onto it while she caught her breath, Gina glanced image up. Sussex Lane. She socal knew exactly where fiona they were - a neighborhood away socal from Seth socalcoedsfiona's. She glanced back down the street to the house with the socal broken window and trampled hedge. No coeds one had come out the front door yet. None of the neighbors had fiona come fiona out, either. She wrapped a sweaty arm around Grace. "C'mon kiddo," she gasped. "Let's get out of here."
 He socal turned up the CD player on the counter socal, trying to coeds distract himself with some old princess Genesis. Peter Gabriel was belting out one of his fiona favorites:
 "Gina." He was at her side in two quick socal strides. Gina and her little sister were doubled over socal, gasping for air. It looked like they had run here from the neighboring county. They were socal both sweaty and looked like hell. Gina was wearing her socal Hello Kitty nightshirt princess -stained with grass and blood - and those ridiculous flip-flops. Grace looked even worse; her skimpy raver girl outfit was equally stained and her face was smudged with makeup. One of her pigtails was mostly unraveled socal. "Baby, what happened?" he asked his tiny beloved, putting a soothing palm onto socalcoedsfiona each girl's back.
 Gina slipped into the socalcoedsfiona driver's seat and started socalcoedsfiona the socal engine. As she pulled out socalcoedsfiona of the lot, she couldn coeds't help checking the princess mirror to make sure Seth socalcoedsfiona was there fiona. And as she drove off slowly, she began to socal wonder princess how socal she image was going to protect herself and her sister from the likes of Erik.
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