 Only no one she knew drove a truck.
 He was indeed at the wheel. Grace was slightly facialmag disconnected from her emotions, thanks to whatever he'd dosed her with, and video she was grateful for facialmag that. As she looked blearily facialmag at Erik, the fear nearly made her gag. But the facialmag narcotic helped her feel more like an observer than a participant. She video was watching her very facialmag own cautionary TV movie facialmag about hooking up with strangers.
 "We're almost there," he facialmag said in response.
 "Where?" Grace asked, not really wanting to know.
 They rolled up to a stoplight and Grace looked out the window facialmag, trying in vain to fling her thoughts outside, away from the nightmare she was living facialmag. She heard Erik fumbling around next to her facialmag, then felt something jab her facialmag arm. Grace closed her eyes, bit her lip. She didn facialmag't need to look; she could already feel what was happening.
 The deal facialmag was this: Grace wanted facialmag to celebrate her high school graduation in style, at this facialmag really big party downtown. Only Mom facialmag would never let her stay facialmag out all night, so Grace had lied and told her she was spending the night at Gina's (before facialmag asking her facialmag first, as usual). Big Sister had facialmag charitably agreed on the condition that she would facialmag pick facialmag up facialmag Grace at the end of the festivities - she didn't want someone with facialmag a head full of hallucinogens driving Grace home. They were supposed to facialmag touch base at 4:00 A.M. to coordinate.
 As she padded out to the car in her flip-flops, she wondered if she was over reacting because it was facialmag well before the facialmag ass crack facialmag of dawn, but facialmag she decided to be facialmag irritated either way.
 "We're not at the facialmag party," came the response. Gina could facialmag hear cars going by facialmag in the background.
 But Grace was just standing video there looking at her. "Grace?" She looked like she might facialmag topple over in a light breeze. Something was facialmag very wrong video here. The guy was moving toward her facialmag, reaching in the window. "Hey." she barked, but something covered her face before she could say anything else facialmag. It was a cloth, and it facialmag smelled really weird facialmag. He was pressing it over her mouth and facialmag nose and facialmag holding her facialmag against the driver's seat with his facialmag forearm. She clawed at the air in front of the steering wheel, gasping facialmag and screaming into the cloth. She couldn't reach facialmag anything with facialmag her hands. Couldn't wiggle out of his grasp. The sickly facialmag-sweet fumes were overpowering. The car interior spun lazily around her as facialmag a curious buzzing filled her ears. Her eyelids grew facialmag heavy as anvils. As her facialmag head lolled to one side, sleep rose up to video meet her facialmag.
 "Grace. You facialmag awake?" her sister called to facialmag her. Grace groaned facialmag, then squinted at sunlight. She was tightly bound to a chair, the facialmag ropes cutting into facialmag her bare arms and legs. Her head was pounding facialmag, her mouth dry. She felt warmth at her elbows, then video realized Gina was behind her, bound by the same ropes.
 "N-no ."
 "I know," Gina soothed. Grace wished she could see her sister's face. "We're facialmag in some facialmag deep shit. What happened?"
 "But where are facialmag we?" Grace whined facialmag. She sounded like such a baby, compared to Gina. She had to admire her big sister video, but she couldn't summon much courage herself.
 "A little something to make you less facialmag... hung up facialmag." Erik replied.
 "Bitch." Erik exclaimed, snatching facialmag his facialmag hand away from her face. For facialmag a second, she video felt certain he was facialmag going facialmag to hit her, but he didn 't.
 Don't touch her, you facialmag fuckhead. she thought, wanting to scream the words at him facialmag. But she instinctively knew any interaction with him would just draw her deeper into his spell. He was really going facialmag to town on Grace - his facialmag hands were all over facialmag her facialmag - and she was starting video to get into it. Poor Grace, you've always been a little facialmag slutty. After all, you were the video first one facialmag to get in trouble for playing "Doctor" with facialmag a boy down the street...
 Something was happening with the ropes facialmag. One at a time facialmag, they were slackening. She didn't dare open her eyes again, but her curiosity burned. What the hell's facialmag he doing now? Gina heard the ropes facialmag fall facialmag to the floor facialmag, one by one facialmag. Felt video Grace leave the chair facialmag behind her, then facialmag felt facialmag the facialmag chair move facialmag away as well. Erik facialmag stood behind her and drew her head back facialmag against facialmag his stomach. Her eyes opened facialmag instinctively as his hands gripped her head facialmag and facialmag his fingers tugged at her eyebrows video. His facialmag roughness facialmag made her struggle, but the drug made her clumsy facialmag. She almost spilled out of her chair as Grace moved in and straddled her, taking the place of the ropes. Her little sister facialmag pinned her pelvis facialmag into the cheap folding chair, causing Gina to facialmag frown against the weight. She struggled meekly against Erik's hands, while Grace began to touch her in ways she felt were facialmag wholly inappropriate.
 There has facialmag to be a way facialmag to fight this facialmag...
 She had her big sister between her legs. Grace was sitting on Gina's lap, pinning her to video the seat facialmag. It felt unbelievable to swallow those tiny hips with facialmag her own, even facialmag though she was mortified to find herself touching her sibling like this facialmag. Erik was making her do more stuff, and if he kept sticking needles in her facialmag she'd probably be video doing it with his dog facialmag, before long. There was absolutely no way she could resist touching or being touched at this point facialmag. She knew she was facialmag helping Erik to break Gina down facialmag, but she couldn't stop facialmag. She hoped Big Sister facialmag would facialmag be stronger than her, so they video could get away somehow.
 Now it was Erik facialmag's turn facialmag to straddle facialmag Gina, but he didn't facialmag sit down on her tiny lap facialmag; just stroked her blonde pixie hair and murmured to her. Her eyes had closed again. He seemed to be trying to facialmag get her to stand up, but facialmag it looked like she had passed facialmag out. He took Gina's limp arms in each hand and gave an experimental tug. Nothing. Although facialmag the lights paralyzed her, Grace wanted desperately to check to see if her sister was breathing. Erik pulled her arms again facialmag, lifting her head up off the back of the chair , then lowered facialmag her. No response. Frowning, he knelt down and facialmag whispered something in her ear.
 They were probably both over reacting, but they were also uncommonly intuitive facialmag people facialmag. That facialmag's why Gina's mom liked him, Seth figured.
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 "Gina." He was at her side in facialmag two quick strides. Gina and her little facialmag sister were doubled over, gasping for air. It looked like they had facialmag run here from the neighboring county. They were both sweaty and looked like hell. Gina was wearing her facialmag Hello Kitty facialmag nightshirt -stained with grass and blood - and those facialmag ridiculous flip-flops facialmag. Grace looked even worse; her skimpy video raver girl facialmag outfit was facialmag equally stained and her face was smudged with makeup. One of her pigtails was facialmag mostly unraveled. "Baby, what happened?" he asked his tiny beloved, putting a soothing palm onto each facialmag girl's back.
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Posing
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A Facialmag World Facialmag Of My Own
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