He began to turn around, but was suddenly grabbed from behind, a towelpressed into his face and dragged into a white van. He heard someoneshouting, "...GOGOGOGO!!" and felt the van lurch as it suddenly accelerated.Lelouch attempted to break free but whatever the towel was soaked with wasworking too fast, and he felt his strength fall. "Boy, we sure caughtourselves a looker this time, huh? Boss might just increase our fee withthis catch!" one of the kidnappers shouted as the van peeled down. ..I checked the spaghetti and it was ready. I turned off the sauce so it wouldn't burn and got my colander down from its hook and put it in the sink. I put on both of my oven gloves and poured the spaghetti into it, letting it drain. I put the pot back on the stove and emptied the spaghetti back into it, then topped it off with the sauce. I used my spaghetti claw to mix it all together.I got a towel out of the linen closet and put it on the table, folded up so it was big enough to set my big. I turn round, and he’s sitting there on the corner of a desk, 20 feet away from me, and bold as brass says “That will look good with black tights, but it’s probably a bit small for you”I freeze to the spot, and stammer “I don’t know what you mean, it’s... it’s just a spare jumper...?”He replies with “I didn’t realise they made short pleated jumpers!” As these words leave his mouth, he turns around, opens a filing cabinet drawer behind him, and pulls something out. He turns around, and holds out. Theychucked me out at the same street corner and I walked home, staggeringslightly due to my aching arse.When I walked into the lounge, Angie looked at me, noting my tornstockings and cum covered face and ran over to me with a box of tissues towipe my face whilst I thanked her and kissed her, desperately in need ofaffection after being used for over 2 hours and treated like scum. We sattogether and cuddled, both crying as I recounted what had happened. Wecould hear Simon fucking Marcus in their.