 "We're not deepthroattramps at the party," came deepthroattramps the response. Gina could deepthroattramps hear cars going by in the background.
 "Where the fuck are you deepthroattramps then?" Gina asked, irritation deepthroattramps levels deepthroattramps on the rise. "I'm not very thrilled about driving all over town looking for you. This wasn't part of the deal. And who's 'we'?"
 There was a deepthroattramps pause. "I met deepthroattramps this guy and we've been hanging out. We're at Sullivan deepthroattramps's deepthroattramps. Can you pick me up?"
 "Sullivan's, huh? Gimme ten minutes." Gina frowned as she put the phone down. She was pissed about having deepthroattramps to turn around and head deepthroattramps back the way deepthroattramps she'd come, but Grace sounded weird. Familiar weird. Her deepthroattramps thoughts took an unpleasant turn, but she shook it off and decided she deepthroattramps was being movie paranoid.
 But Grace was deepthroattramps just standing there looking at her. "Grace?" She looked like she deepthroattramps might topple over in a light breeze. Something was very wrong here. The guy was moving toward her, reaching in the window deepthroattramps. "Hey." she deepthroattramps barked, but something covered her face before she could deepthroattramps say anything else. It was a cloth, and it smelled deepthroattramps really weird. He was pressing it over her mouth and nose and holding her against the driver's deepthroattramps seat with his forearm. She clawed at the air in front of deepthroattramps the steering wheel, gasping and screaming into the cloth. She couldn't reach deepthroattramps anything with her hands. Couldn't wiggle out of his grasp. The deepthroattramps sickly-sweet fumes were overpowering. The car interior deepthroattramps spun lazily around her as a curious buzzing filled her ears. Her eyelids grew heavy as anvils. As her head lolled to one side, sleep rose up to meet her.
 "N-no."
 "A little something to make you less... hung up." Erik replied.
 Gina laughed, like she knew something deepthroattramps Grace didn't. "You don't know anything about me, asshole."
 "Enough shit to make you my little teenage toy."
 "Don't you have like deepthroattramps, a girlfriend?" Grace deepthroattramps asked. "Is this the deepthroattramps only way you get any action?" she continued, with the raw impoliteness only a teenager could muster. An deepthroattramps unfamiliar wave of hot confusion rippled through her as the new substance traversed her deepthroattramps bloodstream.
 "That's it deepthroattramps. Just look at the lights," Erik prompted. "I've got lots deepthroattramps of stuff deepthroattramps to keep deepthroattramps you girls entertained. Enough drugs for deepthroattramps every day in the week. I picked this one up in Haiti, and I think you'll love it. Just look at the deepthroattramps pretty lights."
 And deepthroattramps those damned lights deepthroattramps. They turned every instant deepthroattramps of human deepthroattramps contact movie into a weapon deepthroattramps - a blunt object that crashed down on her resistance again and again. The man behind her was creepy and repellant, and deepthroattramps the idea deepthroattramps of getting groped by her deepthroattramps sister was just gross, but the deepthroattramps lights kept movie her from being able to fully distinguish who movie they were. She breathed deepthroattramps in slowly through her nostrils, and realized with some horror that her nipples were stiffening under Grace's eager fingers. She decided instead deepthroattramps to deepthroattramps focus deepthroattramps on her legs, rapidly going numb under the weight of her sister's deepthroattramps hips deepthroattramps.
 "Grace." She hurled her younger sister toward the opening. Pushed her through roughly without deepthroattramps considering how deepthroattramps far deepthroattramps it deepthroattramps was to the ground, stepped through the jagged egress, and fell deepthroattramps onto a hedge.
 Moaning, she removed herself deepthroattramps from the sharp branches and found grass under her deepthroattramps feet. A perfectly manicured lawn. The front yard of Suburbia deepthroattramps. Grace was nearby, on her feet, hunched over and clutching her side deepthroattramps. Though Gina hurt all over and she was bleeding a little, standing still deepthroattramps was unbearable, so deepthroattramps she launched herself forward, catching Grace on her way out of the yard deepthroattramps. The two of them sprinted deepthroattramps off, into the middle of the street.
 Seth was starting to get more deepthroattramps than a little deepthroattramps worried. It was deepthroattramps almost 1:00, and no one knew deepthroattramps where Gina deepthroattramps was. She was supposed to call him after she deepthroattramps picked up her little deepthroattramps sister from the party, so he could go over and laze around deepthroattramps in deepthroattramps bed with her, but she never deepthroattramps called deepthroattramps. She wasn't home, and she wasn't at her mom's. There was no sign deepthroattramps of Grace, either deepthroattramps (unfortunately, Seth had spilled the movie beans about the rave). He'd spent the morning drinking coffee in his kitchen and having deepthroattramps hourly conversations with Gina's mom. You talk to deepthroattramps her? No, you? No, not deepthroattramps yet.
 "Hello?" Seth called. A greeting and deepthroattramps a threat.
 The breathing continued in the living room. Cautiously deepthroattramps, he peeped around the corner from deepthroattramps the deepthroattramps kitchen. The cigarette dropped out deepthroattramps of his hand.
 The paper on the windshield deepthroattramps was plain and white. Folded. She slipped it out from under the wiper.
 Gina turned deepthroattramps the paper over in her hands and unfolded deepthroattramps it. There was one sentence on it, printed in Arial. She deepthroattramps covered her mouth and shuddered.
 He knew her well enough to give her face; he didn't reach out for her. "No prob. Should we tell Grace?"
 "They deepthroattramps want both of you downtown for an interview tomorrow."
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