Erik must've known she welivetogether was staring at him, but he welivetogether ignored her. Grace labored against the drug for a few seconds and came girls to the conclusion welivetogether that she was stuck in her seat, for the time welivetogether being. She made a soft, resigned, frightened noise here.
"Where welivetogether?" Grace asked, not welivetogether really wanting welivetogether to know.
Gina pulled out of her driveway and headed downtown, figuring she'd cruise over to the huge welivetogether club and try to catch Grace outside. She yawned, reaching girls over to here turn on the stereo. Takako Minekawa sang about not being able to sleep welivetogether.
Grace's welivetogether voice crackled into welivetogether her ear. "Gina welivetogether. I need for welivetogether girls you to meet me." She sounded tired. The poor kid welivetogether was probably worn out from the roll and all welivetogether that peace welivetogether, love, unity and respect.
"N-no."
A welivetogether door opened then, and footsteps creaked toward them - an odd sound of shoes on plastic on wood. Grace strained to see who it welivetogether girls was. Out of the corner girls of her eye welivetogether, she saw Erik take a seat near them, sipping coffee. He smelled like welivetogether he had just stepped out of the shower. She welivetogether felt Gina stiffen.
Erik slurped welivetogether his coffee. The smell welivetogether made Grace's stomach churn welivetogether. "You welivetogether're welivetogether even hotter than your little sister," he said. "We're going to have welivetogether lots of welivetogether fun."
"Enough shit to make you welivetogether my little teenage toy welivetogether."
"That's welivetogether it. Just look at the lights," Erik welivetogether prompted. "I've welivetogether got lots of stuff to keep you girls entertained. Enough welivetogether girls drugs for every day in welivetogether the week. I picked this welivetogether one up in Haiti, and I think you welivetogether'll love it. Just look at the pretty lights."
Erik continued his quietly insistent verbal assault on her here sister welivetogether's will. In her head, Gina went welivetogether through the welivetogether vocals to some songs welivetogether girls in her band's current welivetogether set welivetogether girls list, eyes squeezed shut, trying to picture the welivetogether crowd at her welivetogether last show. Through the ropes welivetogether, she continued to gauge Grace's condition welivetogether. Not too good. She was starting to squirm less and less against his steady rubbing and pawing, starting to inch toward welivetogether his hands before they landed on her. Periodically Grace would whisper welivetogether insults at him welivetogether, but Gina knew she'd welivetogether only lose control of her welivetogether emotions welivetogether if she paid too much attention.
"There you go," Erik said, as if welivetogether Grace were four years old welivetogether. "Isn't that better?"
Erik pressed the here girls' arms together and massaged both pairs of biceps. The welivetogether distinction welivetogether between Gina and her sister was further blurred welivetogether, as welivetogether fingers welivetogether girls slipped welivetogether under the sleeves of her here nightshirt. Absently, she nuzzled the welivetogether back of her head against Grace welivetogether's, warming to Erik's touch, feeling intermittently that girls she was welivetogether in her sister's welivetogether body. Which was fuller than her own. Rounder. Younger. Not quite containable in the white two-piece she wore out to raves. When Gina welivetogether stood next to her sister welivetogether she sometimes welivetogether felt a twinge of welivetogether jealousy, wondering why Grace had inherited the outrageous Scandinavian curves from their mother's side welivetogether of the family, while she had merely filled out welivetogether the same body she'd had as a girl. Though welivetogether they were about the same height welivetogether, Gina was called welivetogether "cute" and welivetogether "petite" by Mom, while Grace was "buxom" or welivetogether "full-figured". Gina never welivetogether felt bad about herself in front of here a mirror welivetogether, but looking welivetogether girls at her sister welivetogether made her dissatisfied with her welivetogether elfin stature welivetogether. Now, however, she was here existing in Grace, feeling glorious, feeling eighteen, writhing under an exploring touch, while Gina herself explored from the inside. Her own here body must welivetogether be...
Something welivetogether was happening with welivetogether the ropes. One at welivetogether a time welivetogether, they were slackening. She welivetogether didn't dare open her eyes welivetogether again, but her curiosity burned. What the hell welivetogether's welivetogether he doing now? Gina heard the ropes fall welivetogether to the floor, one by one. Felt Grace leave the chair behind welivetogether her, then welivetogether felt the chair move away as girls well. Erik stood behind her and drew her head back against welivetogether his stomach. Her eyes opened instinctively as his hands gripped her head and his fingers tugged here at her eyebrows. His roughness girls made her struggle, but the drug made welivetogether her clumsy. She almost spilled out welivetogether of her chair welivetogether girls as Grace moved in welivetogether and straddled her welivetogether, taking the place of the ropes. Her welivetogether girls little welivetogether sister pinned her pelvis into the cheap folding chair, causing welivetogether Gina welivetogether girls to frown against the weight welivetogether. She here struggled meekly against Erik's hands, while Grace began to touch her welivetogether in welivetogether girls ways welivetogether she felt welivetogether were wholly inappropriate.
Now it was Erik's turn to straddle welivetogether Gina, but he didn welivetogether't sit down welivetogether on her tiny lap; just stroked her blonde pixie hair and murmured to her. Her eyes had closed again here. He seemed to welivetogether be trying to get her to stand up, but welivetogether it looked like she had passed out. He took Gina's limp arms in each hand welivetogether and gave an experimental tug welivetogether. Nothing. Although the lights paralyzed her, Grace wanted desperately welivetogether to check to see if welivetogether her sister was breathing welivetogether. Erik pulled her arms again, lifting her head up off the back welivetogether girls of the here chair, then lowered her welivetogether. No welivetogether response. Frowning welivetogether, he knelt welivetogether down and whispered something in welivetogether her ear.
It was welivetogether empty, nearly unfurnished welivetogether, except welivetogether for a desk near the bar that joined the dining here room welivetogether to the spotless kitchen. On the desk, near a flickering computer monitor, were some familiar items. Unthinking, Gina sprinted across the bare living room and snatched up welivetogether her welivetogether purse. Then she saw her driver's license, next to Grace's, near a keyboard. Her eyes flicked to the here screen and she saw their welivetogether addresses and phone numbers, neatly entered into a database. Her unbearably quick welivetogether breathing quickened. She welivetogether reached a shaking finger out to the keyboard, trying to figure out the fastest way to erase welivetogether the welivetogether data, when she heard here muffled noises from upstairs. She screamed, raked the rest of their stuff into her purse. Grabbed Grace welivetogether girls's welivetogether backpack and ran back to her confused sister. Then she spied the front door.
They reached a street sign after welivetogether running about twenty yards. Holding welivetogether onto it while she caught her breath, Gina glanced up. Sussex Lane. She knew exactly where they were - a welivetogether neighborhood away from Seth welivetogether's welivetogether. She glanced welivetogether back down the street to the house with the welivetogether broken window and trampled hedge welivetogether. No one had come girls out welivetogether the front door welivetogether yet welivetogether. None of the here neighbors had come out here, either. She wrapped a sweaty arm around Grace welivetogether. "C'mon welivetogether kiddo," she gasped. "Let welivetogether's welivetogether get out of here."
"Hello?" Seth called. A greeting and a threat.
They welivetogether pulled into welivetogether girls the lot, next to Gina's little white car. There weren't many people here this time of the afternoon. The sun pounded the welivetogether blacktop welivetogether in the dirty welivetogether parking lot, and the restaurant's air conditioner welivetogether stuttered in the already welivetogether oppressive welivetogether June heat. Gina could smell a dumpster through welivetogether the girls open welivetogether window. As they stepped out of welivetogether Seth welivetogether's ride, her cell phone rang. A piece of welivetogether paper fluttered on the windshield welivetogether of her welivetogether car, trapped under welivetogether a wiper blade. The humid breeze made welivetogether it rattle softly. Absently welivetogether, she handed the phone to Seth.
He knew welivetogether girls her well welivetogether enough to welivetogether give her face; he didn't reach out for welivetogether her. "No welivetogether girls prob. Should we tell welivetogether Grace?"
"They want both of welivetogether you downtown girls for welivetogether an interview tomorrow."
"You bet."
Erik must've known she welivetogether was staring at him, but he welivetogether ignored her. Grace labored against the drug for a few seconds and came girls to the conclusion welivetogether that she was stuck in her seat, for the time welivetogether being. She made a soft, resigned, frightened noise here.
Grace's welivetogether voice crackled into welivetogether her ear. "Gina welivetogether. I need for welivetogether girls you to meet me." She sounded tired. The poor kid welivetogether was probably worn out from the roll and all welivetogether that peace welivetogether, love, unity and respect.
A welivetogether door opened then, and footsteps creaked toward them - an odd sound of shoes on plastic on wood. Grace strained to see who it welivetogether girls was. Out of the corner girls of her eye welivetogether, she saw Erik take a seat near them, sipping coffee. He smelled like welivetogether he had just stepped out of the shower. She welivetogether felt Gina stiffen.
Erik slurped welivetogether his coffee. The smell welivetogether made Grace's stomach churn welivetogether. "You welivetogether're welivetogether even hotter than your little sister," he said. "We're going to have welivetogether lots of welivetogether fun."
"That's welivetogether it. Just look at the lights," Erik welivetogether prompted. "I've welivetogether got lots of stuff to keep you girls entertained. Enough welivetogether girls drugs for every day in welivetogether the week. I picked this welivetogether one up in Haiti, and I think you welivetogether'll love it. Just look at the pretty lights."
"There you go," Erik said, as if welivetogether Grace were four years old welivetogether. "Isn't that better?"
Something welivetogether was happening with welivetogether the ropes. One at welivetogether a time welivetogether, they were slackening. She welivetogether didn't dare open her eyes welivetogether again, but her curiosity burned. What the hell welivetogether's welivetogether he doing now? Gina heard the ropes fall welivetogether to the floor, one by one. Felt Grace leave the chair behind welivetogether her, then welivetogether felt the chair move away as girls well. Erik stood behind her and drew her head back against welivetogether his stomach. Her eyes opened instinctively as his hands gripped her head and his fingers tugged here at her eyebrows. His roughness girls made her struggle, but the drug made welivetogether her clumsy. She almost spilled out welivetogether of her chair welivetogether girls as Grace moved in welivetogether and straddled her welivetogether, taking the place of the ropes. Her welivetogether girls little welivetogether sister pinned her pelvis into the cheap folding chair, causing welivetogether Gina welivetogether girls to frown against the weight welivetogether. She here struggled meekly against Erik's hands, while Grace began to touch her welivetogether in welivetogether girls ways welivetogether she felt welivetogether were wholly inappropriate.
It was welivetogether empty, nearly unfurnished welivetogether, except welivetogether for a desk near the bar that joined the dining here room welivetogether to the spotless kitchen. On the desk, near a flickering computer monitor, were some familiar items. Unthinking, Gina sprinted across the bare living room and snatched up welivetogether her welivetogether purse. Then she saw her driver's license, next to Grace's, near a keyboard. Her eyes flicked to the here screen and she saw their welivetogether addresses and phone numbers, neatly entered into a database. Her unbearably quick welivetogether breathing quickened. She welivetogether reached a shaking finger out to the keyboard, trying to figure out the fastest way to erase welivetogether the welivetogether data, when she heard here muffled noises from upstairs. She screamed, raked the rest of their stuff into her purse. Grabbed Grace welivetogether girls's welivetogether backpack and ran back to her confused sister. Then she spied the front door.
They welivetogether pulled into welivetogether girls the lot, next to Gina's little white car. There weren't many people here this time of the afternoon. The sun pounded the welivetogether blacktop welivetogether in the dirty welivetogether parking lot, and the restaurant's air conditioner welivetogether stuttered in the already welivetogether oppressive welivetogether June heat. Gina could smell a dumpster through welivetogether the girls open welivetogether window. As they stepped out of welivetogether Seth welivetogether's ride, her cell phone rang. A piece of welivetogether paper fluttered on the windshield welivetogether of her welivetogether car, trapped under welivetogether a wiper blade. The humid breeze made welivetogether it rattle softly. Absently welivetogether, she handed the phone to Seth.
He knew welivetogether girls her well welivetogether enough to welivetogether give her face; he didn't reach out for welivetogether her. "No welivetogether girls prob. Should we tell welivetogether Grace?"
"They want both of welivetogether you downtown girls for welivetogether an interview tomorrow."
"You bet."