 He was indeed at the wheel. Grace latinas was slightly disconnected from her emotions, thanks to whatever he'd dosed her with, and she was grateful for that. As 8th she latinas looked blearily at Erik, the fear nearly 8th made her gag 8th. But the street narcotic helped her feel more like an street observer street than a participant. She was watching her seasame street very own cautionary TV movie about hooking up with 8thstreetlatinas strangers.
 "We're meeting your sister."
 The alarm went off again, and seasame Gina groggily deduced that she 8thstreetlatinas'd hit the Snooze button street enough. It was four-thirty in the seasame street A.M., and her entire night seasame street's sleep was now a lost cause. She kicked off the covers and street sat up slowly. Yawned and 8thstreetlatinas scratched behind her seasame ear. God dammit, she thought.
 The deal was this: Grace wanted to celebrate her high school graduation pictures in style, at this really latinas big party 8th downtown. Only Mom would never let her stay out street all night, so Grace had lied and told her she was spending 8th the night at Gina 8th's (before asking her first, as usual). Big Sister had charitably agreed on the condition that she would pick up Grace at the end of the festivities 8th - she didn 8th't want someone with a head full of hallucinogens driving Grace home. They were supposed to touch 8thstreetlatinas base at 4:00 A.M. to coordinate 8th.
 A few miles down the latinas road, her cell phone rang.
 "I was 8thstreetlatinas wondering when you'd 8th call, kiddo. I'm on my way. Should be 8thstreetlatinas there in five."
 "Sullivan's, huh? Gimme ten minutes." Gina frowned as she put the phone down. She was pissed about having 8th to 8th turn around and head back the way she'd 8th come, but Grace sounded weird. Familiar weird. Her street thoughts took an unpleasant 8thstreetlatinas turn, but she shook it off and decided she street was street being paranoid.
 When latinas she rolled into the parking lot 8thstreetlatinas of Sullivan's - a grease pit of an all-night diner latinas - Grace was nowhere to seasame be seen. Gina was too tired to get 8th out and 8thstreetlatinas look for her, and she was just about to pick up her phone when she saw Grace get out 8th of a big gray Blazer across the lot. A tall, dark street haired guy stepped down from the driver's side and moved in 8th behind her. Gina slowly drove over to them street and rolled down her latinas window. Grace looked really fucked up, while her pictures new street boyfriend pictures stared 8th down at Gina with uncomfortable intensity. She disliked him immediately. Glancing 8th at seasame street Grace seasame street, she said, "You ready?"
 Grace frowned. "When have you 8th been 8th in a latinas 'jam like this 8th'?"
 A door opened then, and footsteps creaked toward them - an odd sound of shoes on plastic on 8thstreetlatinas wood street. Grace strained to see 8th who it was. Out of seasame street the corner of her eye, she saw Erik take pictures a seat near street them 8th, sipping coffee. He smelled like he had just stepped out of the shower street. She felt 8thstreetlatinas Gina stiffen.
 Then 8th he seemed to decide latinas something. "Okay, we'll come back to you." He walked behind her, to Grace.
 Don't touch her street, you seasame fuckhead street. she thought, wanting 8thstreetlatinas to scream the words at 8thstreetlatinas him 8th. But she 8th instinctively 8th knew any interaction with him would just draw her deeper into his spell. He was really going to town on Grace - his hands were all over her - and she was starting to get seasame into it. Poor Grace, you've always been a little slutty. After all, you latinas were the first one seasame street to get latinas in seasame street trouble for playing "Doctor" with a boy down the 8thstreetlatinas street 8th...
 Something street was happening with the ropes. One at a time, they seasame street were slackening. She didn't dare open her eyes again pictures, but her curiosity burned. What the hell's he doing now? Gina heard the ropes fall to the 8thstreetlatinas floor, one street by one. Felt Grace leave 8th the chair behind her, then felt the 8th chair move away as well. Erik stood behind her and drew latinas her head 8th back against his stomach. Her eyes opened instinctively as his hands gripped her head and his fingers tugged at her eyebrows. His roughness made her struggle, but the drug street made her clumsy. She almost spilled out of her chair as Grace latinas moved in and 8th straddled her, taking the street place of the ropes. Her little sister pinned her pelvis into the latinas cheap folding chair, causing Gina 8thstreetlatinas to frown against the weight seasame. She struggled meekly against Erik's hands, while Grace began to touch her in ways she felt were wholly inappropriate.
 She had her big sister between her legs. Grace was sitting on street Gina's lap, pinning her to the seat. It felt unbelievable to street swallow those tiny hips with her own, even though she was mortified to find herself touching her street sibling like this 8th. Erik was making street her do more stuff street, and if he kept sticking latinas needles in her she 8th'd probably be doing it with 8th his dog, before long. There was absolutely no way she could seasame resist touching or being touched at seasame this point. She knew street she was helping Erik to break Gina down, but she couldn't stop. She latinas hoped Big Sister would 8thstreetlatinas be 8th stronger than her, so they could get 8th away somehow latinas.
 Gina lurched out of the room, nearly hyperventilating as she dragged her addled sister toward a flight latinas of stairs. Her head spun, and she nearly street tripped on the carpeted steps, but she regained her footing by hanging onto Grace. They made it downstairs, and 8th as Gina 8thstreetlatinas looked wildly around for the door she noticed something about the house they were in.
 It was empty, nearly unfurnished, except for 8th a street desk near the bar that joined street the dining room latinas to 8thstreetlatinas the spotless kitchen. On the desk, near a flickering street computer monitor, were seasame street some street familiar items. Unthinking, Gina sprinted 8th across the bare living latinas room and snatched up her purse. Then she saw 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 8thstreetlatinas into a database 8th. Her unbearably quick breathing quickened. She 8th reached a shaking finger out to 8thstreetlatinas the keyboard, trying to figure out the fastest way to 8th erase the data, when seasame she latinas heard muffled noises street from 8th upstairs. She screamed seasame street, raked the rest of their 8th stuff into her purse 8th. Grabbed Grace's backpack and ran back to her 8th confused sister. Then 8th she seasame street spied the front door.
 "Grace seasame street." She hurled her younger sister toward the 8th opening. Pushed her through roughly without street considering how far it was to the ground, stepped through the 8th jagged egress, and fell onto a hedge.
 "Hello 8thstreetlatinas?" Seth called. A greeting and a 8th threat.
 "Gina." He was at street her side in two quick strides. Gina and her little sister were doubled over, gasping for air. It looked like street they seasame had run 8th here from the neighboring pictures county. They were both sweaty 8th and looked like hell. Gina was wearing her Hello Kitty 8thstreetlatinas nightshirt -stained with grass and blood - and those ridiculous 8th flip 8th-flops. Grace looked even worse; her skimpy raver girl 8th outfit pictures was equally stained and her face street was smudged with makeup 8thstreetlatinas. One of her pigtails was mostly unraveled. "Baby, what happened?" he asked his seasame street tiny beloved, putting a soothing street palm onto each girl's 8th back.
 "Yeah. Yes, hello. She's here, but she..." Gina felt Seth looking at her as she street moved slowly to her car. "She can't come 8thstreetlatinas to the phone seasame street right 8thstreetlatinas now. I'll relay the message. So you went to the latinas house. What about it?"
 "Empty? No furniture? No nothing? Really? And the owner? They don't know? Well, you know pictures how they are with records 8th downtown."
 He knew her well enough to give her 8th face; he didn't reach street out for her 8th. "No prob. Should we tell Grace?"
 Gina slipped into the driver's seat and started the engine. As street she pulled out seasame of the lot, she couldn't help 8thstreetlatinas checking the mirror to make street sure 8thstreetlatinas Seth was there. And as she drove off slowly, she began to wonder how she was going pictures to protect street herself and her 8thstreetlatinas sister from the likes of Erik.
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