My body jerked in electric exhilaration, allowing me no thoughts, no intentions. How, when, or why it stopped, I didn’t know. I had run out of subst...ance to pump, but my muscles kept going through the motions, paying lesser but still sweet dividends.For a few minutes, I wallowed in drowsiness from the experience and the heat of the attic. The discomfort of my position on the unfinished boards brought me around and I stared at my situation in aghast. Unprepared, I used my t-shirt to mop up the. You will never hit me, or raise your voice to me again! And you will never, ever, feel my dick inside of that sloppy hole you call a cunt again. Do. You. Understand?” All Sarah could do was stand there, mute, and nod, knowing that if she pushed this boy, whom she had so callously disregarded, had used and discarded simply because she felt she could, if she pushed him one more time, she suddenly knew, he might break her, just like her spoon.That night, was the first night, since Pete had been. I don’t believe she could have forgotten it; my only problem with it was that she hadn’t discussed this with me, at least warned me of it if nothing else, she knew how hot I was about the idea of it. She would have called at least…I nearly hit myself on the head right then. The phone. I looked down at it at my waist and saw the telltale red blink of a message waiting for me. Damn! I slid my hand down and slipped the phone out of his holder. I turned it to me so the light from it wouldn’t be. ." It meant that I was out of range of our mutual telepathic link. Under ideal conditions, that could be as far as five miles. I had no idea how far I'd walked, but it could easily have been more than five miles. And after I'd been knocked cold – who knew where they'd taken me or how far they'd gone.Slowly. And I do mean slowly, in case I triggered another wave of nausea. I raised my head until I was facing straight up. The scenery didn't change much. The shadows got deeper, but the rest was.