To understand better, you must know that the beautiful Emily is a devout Catholic believer. She takes her wedding vows to her god very seriously. Now...imagine her surprise when she’s standing across from her future husband, before the priest, all our families and friends and, of course, God, when the priest makes her vow to love, cherish, and obey her husband till death do we part. Her amber eyes were as big as saucers and her face snapped to mine. Those wedding vows were ancient and it was. Monique made the introductions:"Erika, Lillian, this is our pimp Tommy."The rest of the night for Erika and Lillian were mostly random flashes of unfocused consciousness. Non-sequential images of flashing colored lights, of booming dance music, of sitting on a man's lap, of being fondled, of being slapped, of kissing a man, of kissing girls, of being undressed...Then sleep.Chapter 1: Waking horror.Erika and Lillian woke up slowly, confused and groggy. The sisters had been drugged 8 hours ago at. ??How is it different?? Andrea asked, knowing the answer.?I care. He doesn’t. Just call the number and you’ll see. If it’s still a problem, just call me and we can try to get some information on him and confront him?or them?or whatever.??Thank you Matt.??No problem. So, I’ll be gone then. See you later and please?just?try to think about me and ? us.?Andrea nodded and felt relief that Matt was leaving. She really didn’t want him on the party. Having said that she also felt like he was a little. Jolene felt his hand on her shoulder as she slowly opened her eyes. She felt like she could still sleep a few hours. Hearing his suggestion caught her attention. Her grogginess became less as mischievous thoughts entered her mind. She and Rocco were on the same wavelength. She was both excited and nervous to meet Rocco’s family later that day. Having not gotten enough sleep, she had insisted that she take a nap on the three hours that remained of the drive. There was just a small amount of time.