" He poked his pickle at me. "Have a bite." He had already taken two from it."Can I just pay? I need to catch the next train." Sure, Ma-am." Angus tur...ned from the grill, to the register. "Eight-sixty-four, with tax."I handed my card to him."We don't take cards." His lip curled.I dug into my wallet. I had six dollars, twenty two cents. "Is there an ATM?" There was, in the 7-11, but it's been bust for a month. Terry! You got two fifty?" Angus called."Yeah." He grunted getting up and pulling a. Again her head turned as if looking over her shoulder, her eyes clamped shut, her mouth open as she panted for breath.The hand on her back grasped one of her shoulders, pressing the neck of her blouse out of the way as I grasped her slippery smooth warm skin.The other hand, without thought, slipped from her waist and slid beneath her, upward. Then it was holding, cupping, one full soft breast - feeling the protective layers of clothing, the warm damp skin beneath. I also felt the hard thrusting. Sandy thrashed her head from side to side and looked up beseechingly into Laurel’s eyes but she only smiled and leaned in to press a light kiss into Sandy’s lips before once again pulling away. Laurel ever so slowly began to trail kisses down Sandy’s chest, ignoring her straining nipples as she pressed her lips into her skin. The light from the lamps Laurel had made sure to turn on before she had ushered Sandy into their bedroom caused her cream coloured skin to glow beautifully in the soft. Time seemed to stretch as the painful little punches jittered above my cowering eyes. Then it stopped, and so did I.I woke alone on a bed. Candice was laughing at me. The laughing didn't fit her mouth, they had drugged me. Why was I here? My body was numb and stiff. She moved closer into my blurred vision. Now you real omen? How do a real woman? Now you're a real woman. Her words still didn't fit her lips quite right. What had they done? I clumsily leant forward, and saw what they were laughing.