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"Grace. You awake?" her sister euro called to her. Grace groaned, then squinted at sunlight. She was tightly bound to a chair, the ropes cutting into her all bare arms and euro legs parties. Her head was pounding euro, her mouth dry. She felt warmth at her elbows, then realized Gina was behind her, bound by the same euro rail ropes.

"You okay?" Gina asked.

"That fucker euro." Gina euro strained at their bonds. Then she stopped wiggling around. "Don't be sorry, there was nothing euro rail you could do. I've been in euro a jam parties like this before euro. So chin up. Let's try euro rail to figure out how we eurosexparties're getting out of here."

A door opened then, and footsteps creaked toward them - an odd parties sound euro of shoes on plastic on wood. Grace euro strained to see who it was. Out euro of the corner of her eye euro, she saw Erik euro take a seat near them, sipping coffee. He smelled parties like he had just stepped out of the shower. She felt Gina euro stiffen.

"How do you think, asshole?" Gina spat. Grace brightened at euro her sister's brass.

Erik slurped his coffee. The smell euro made Grace's stomach churn. "You eurosexparties're even euro hotter than your little sister," he said. "We're going to have lots of fun."

Erik moved into view euro and knelt down in front of euro Grace. Eyeing her eurosexparties dispassionately, he euro stuck yet another syringe in her euro thigh. Emboldened by her sister's eurosexparties presence, she stared all back at him. "How much shit are you going to pump into me?"

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Erik continued his quietly insistent verbal assault on her sister's will. In her head, Gina went euro through the vocals to some songs in her band's current parties set list, eyes squeezed shut, trying euro to picture the crowd at her last show. Through the ropes, she continued to euro gauge Grace's condition parties. Not too eurosexparties good. She was euro starting to squirm euro less and less against his steady rubbing and pawing euro, starting to inch toward his hands before they landed on eurosexparties her. Periodically Grace would whisper insults at him, but Gina knew eurosexparties she'd only lose control of her euro emotions parties if she paid too euro much attention euro.

"There you go euro rail," Erik said, as if Grace were four years old. "Isn't that better?"

Erik euro pressed the girls' arms together and massaged sex both euro pairs of biceps. The euro distinction between Gina and her sister was further euro blurred, as fingers slipped eurosexparties under eurosexparties the euro sleeves of her nightshirt. Absently, she nuzzled the back of her head against Grace eurosexparties's, warming to Erik's touch, feeling intermittently that she was in her sister's rail body. Which was fuller than her eurosexparties own. Rounder. Younger. Not euro quite containable in the white two-piece euro she wore out to raves eurosexparties. When Gina stood next eurosexparties to eurosexparties her sister she sometimes felt a twinge of parties jealousy, wondering why Grace had inherited the sex outrageous Scandinavian curves from their mother's side of the family, while she had merely filled out the same body all she'd euro had as a girl. Though euro they parties were about the same height, Gina was called "cute" and euro "petite" by all Mom, while Grace was "buxom" or "full-figured". Gina never felt bad about herself in front of a mirror, but looking at euro her sister made her dissatisfied eurosexparties with euro her elfin stature. Now, however, she was existing in Grace, feeling glorious parties, feeling eighteen all, writhing under an exploring touch, while Gina euro herself explored euro from the inside. Her own body must be...

"Come on Grace euro, come on." she shrieked, grabbing her parties sister's elbow and dragging her toward euro the big oak door. In euro rail a few strides, she was frantically working the doorknob. It wouldn't turn. As she struggled in vain to euro open the euro door, she heard sex a beep. The sound came parties from a cream-colored alarm panel on a eurosexparties nearby wall. The rail security system wasn eurosexparties't there to keep burglars out; it was there euro to keep them eurosexparties in.

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He was just about to light another cigarette euro rail, when he heard parties his front door burst open, followed by the sound of labored breathing.

Gina turned the paper euro over in her euro hands and unfolded euro rail it. There was one euro rail sentence euro on it, printed in euro Arial. She covered her mouth and shuddered.