She wouldnever be able to forgive him. "What's going on out here?"Danielle was standing at the front of the pick-up truck, staring atGloria and Brian,... a look of worry spreading across her face."Hey... I'm not really feeling well," Gloria managed to say, genuinelysick to her stomach. "Would you guys be fine if I ran inside and usedthe bathroom real quick?" Sure," Danielle said, smiling. "But make it real quick. I wanted toshow you some floral arrangements this morning."Gloria managed to give the. I realize that I was just kidnapped.I feel a needle or something poke me in the arm, and I am washed into blackness.I wake up. I guess I am still in the car, but I can't tell. I feel with my feet my backpack on the floor and my duffle bag next to it.Suddenly, I am swung to the side, and am thrown against someone.A moan escapes from them.I realize that I don't have a gag or anything, thank god, but my hands are tied up. My feet are too. Oh god. This is more serious than anything.I start freaking. After dinner, Angie went straight to her room and got out of her dress. She lay on her bed in bra and panties, wondering what she was going to do now. Frank was downstairs watching TV while her father went back to his study with Nicole, which gave Angie time to think. What frank had her doing, what Angie was sure her brother would want again, went against everything society taught. She tried to think of some way out of it, but the problem was, she really didn't want to. She wanted Frank as much. A little out of sorts. Is everything okay?" she then asked. "Sure," he answered. Carol could tell there was something on his mind. While still sitting down she reached out and pushed out the curtain a little so that it blocked Stephen's view from the door. A sympathetic smile then graced her face before she spoke. "For most eighteen year olds it's pretty normal for them to... release themselves most days." Stephen knew instantly what she meant but stayed silent. "It's very normal thing to do,".