 Oh senha shit. Erik. She remembered the last two hours of her life in the instant she turned toward the driver's seat.
 "Sullivan's, huh ? Gimme ten hardcorepartying minutes." Gina frowned as she put the phone down. She was pissed hardcorepartying about having to turn around and head back hardcorepartying the way she'd come, but Grace sounded weird. Familiar weird hardcorepartyingsenha. Her thoughts took an unpleasant turn, but hardcorepartyingsenha she shook it off and hardcorepartyingsenha decided she was being hardcorepartying paranoid hardcorepartying.
 "Grace. You awake?" her sister called to her. Grace hardcorepartying groaned hardcorepartying, then squinted at sunlight. She was tightly hardcorepartying bound to a chair, the ropes cutting into her bare arms and legs. Her head was pounding, her mouth hardcorepartyingsenha dry. She hardcorepartyingsenha felt warmth at hardcorepartying her elbows, then hardcorepartying realized Gina was behind her hardcorepartying, bound by the same ropes.
 "You okay?" Gina asked.
 "I senha know," Gina soothed jpeg. Grace wished she could hardcorepartying see her sister's hardcorepartying face. "We're in some deep shit. What happened?"
 "That fucker." Gina strained at their bonds. Then she stopped wiggling around. "Don't be sorry, there was hardcorepartyingsenha nothing you could do. I've been in a jam like this before. So chin up hardcorepartying. Let's try to figure out how we're getting out of here."
 Erik slurped his hardcorepartyingsenha coffee. The smell made Grace's stomach hardcorepartying churn. "You're even hotter than jpeg your little sister," he said. "We're going to have hardcorepartyingsenha lots of hardcorepartying fun."
 Erik ignored her hardcorepartying, getting up to pull black sheets over the paper shades. Grace whimpered a little in the darkness. "Let's hardcorepartying play hardcorepartyingsenha a game," he jpeg suggested, as he moved out of her eyesight. Then she felt Gina flinch.
 "Enough shit to make hardcorepartying you my little teenage toy."
 "Don't you have like, a hardcorepartyingsenha girlfriend?" Grace asked. "Is this the only way you hardcorepartying get any action?" she continued, with hardcorepartyingsenha the raw impoliteness only a teenager could muster. An unfamiliar wave of hardcorepartying hot hardcorepartying confusion rippled through her as the new substance traversed her bloodstream hardcorepartyingsenha.
 "Bitch!" Erik exclaimed, snatching his hand away hardcorepartying from hardcorepartyingsenha her face. For a second, she hardcorepartying felt certain he was going to hit her, but hardcorepartying he didn hardcorepartyingsenha't.
 Gina closed her eyes, trying to take in what was happening with her sister via touch and hardcorepartying sound. She could feel Grace's upper back against hers hardcorepartying, and hardcorepartying the tight rope around their shoulders made it possible for Gina to feel her slow, even breathing. She could also jpeg tell that Grace's hardcorepartyingsenha head was drooped forward hardcorepartyingsenha. Then she felt Erik's hands brushing her arms as he fondled her sister lecherously. He was talking to her - the kind of stuff hardcorepartying she really didn't need to pay attention to hardcorepartying if hardcorepartying she wanted hardcorepartyingsenha to keep her wits hardcorepartying about her.
 "Uh-huh senha," Grace hardcorepartyingsenha answered, her hardcorepartying head knocking against Gina's.
 Erik pressed the girls' arms hardcorepartying together and massaged both pairs of biceps. The distinction between Gina and her hardcorepartying sister was further blurred, as hardcorepartying fingers slipped under the senha sleeves of her nightshirt. Absently , she nuzzled the back of her hardcorepartying head against Grace 's, warming to Erik's touch, feeling intermittently that hardcorepartying she was in her sister's body. Which was fuller than her own. Rounder. Younger. Not quite containable in the hardcorepartying white two-piece she wore out to raves. When Gina stood next jpeg to her sister she sometimes felt a twinge of jealousy, wondering why Grace had inherited the outrageous hardcorepartying Scandinavian curves from their mother's side of the family, while she hardcorepartyingsenha had merely filled out hardcorepartyingsenha the hardcorepartying same body she'd had as senha a girl. Though they were about the same height, Gina was called "cute" and "petite" by Mom, while Grace was "buxom" or "full-figured". Gina never felt bad hardcorepartying about hardcorepartying herself in front of a hardcorepartying mirror, but senha looking at hardcorepartyingsenha her sister made hardcorepartying her dissatisfied with her elfin stature. Now hardcorepartying, however senha, she hardcorepartying was hardcorepartying existing in Grace, feeling glorious, feeling eighteen, writhing under an exploring touch, while Gina herself explored from the inside. Her hardcorepartying own body must be...
 There has to be a way to fight this...
 Now it was Erik senha's turn to hardcorepartying straddle Gina, but he didn hardcorepartying't sit down on her tiny lap; just stroked her hardcorepartyingsenha blonde pixie hair and murmured to her. Her eyes had closed again. He seemed hardcorepartying to be trying to get her to stand hardcorepartying up, but jpeg it looked like she had passed hardcorepartyingsenha out. He took Gina's limp hardcorepartying arms in each hand and gave senha an experimental tug hardcorepartying. Nothing. Although the lights paralyzed her hardcorepartying, Grace wanted desperately to check to see if hardcorepartying her sister was hardcorepartyingsenha breathing. Erik hardcorepartying pulled her arms again, lifting hardcorepartyingsenha her senha head up off the back hardcorepartying of the hardcorepartyingsenha chair senha, then lowered hardcorepartying her. No response. Frowning, he knelt down and whispered hardcorepartying something in her ear.
 They were probably both over reacting, but they were hardcorepartying also uncommonly intuitive people. That's why Gina's mom liked him, Seth figured.
 "Yeah. Yes, hello. She's here, but she..." Gina senha felt Seth looking at her as she moved slowly hardcorepartying to her car. "She can hardcorepartying't hardcorepartying come to the hardcorepartying phone right now. I'll relay the message. So you went to the house. What hardcorepartyingsenha about it?"
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