I had interrupted her work on my nails and she looked accordingly irritated, then continued perfecting the feminine little oval claws on my hands. I u...nderstood the drill now, a tattoo needle, my eyebrows. 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. "I got avalanched," I said hoarsely. "And I owe you my life?" Well you're welcome to it honey." She smiled, "I'm Mattie Price."Although I was still too dazed to pick it up, she said her name in away that sounded like she expected me to recognise it, which I did not."Russ, Russell Owen." I smiled, as she held the straw to my lips."Pleased to meet you Russ?" Mattie smiled. "I've been kind of curious?I looked for some ID but your pockets were shredded and I guess yourpack got ripped off in the. Scott heard the knock on the door. Since he hadn't heard the dogs barking that meant that Stan and, no doubt, Silvia were here. The last thing he wanted was company. He wanted to be left alone.Angie knocked again then bucking up her courage another notch she knocked again even harder.Scott had had enough, "Go away!" he shouted "Leave me alone." All alone, Scott thought — that's all I'll ever be is alone.Angie had been unsure when she first knocked on the screen door, but hearing the hurt in. She didn't stop...and I watched her; then I let her watch me."She talked about how they would hold "fashion shows" for each other modeling clothing they had purchased and how the shows became a pretext for showing off and arousing each other. She explained how their relationship went form individual masturbation in the dark, to telling each other what to do while they did it. How they had moved to watching each other and finally to touching, kissing and getting each other off.She talked about.