"They probably don't use the top floor. A good place to stash a kidnapped victim. Easy access through any of the three doors without going through the...front. It would be a nightmare to bug it all. Maybe we can just put some cameras on the doors. They wouldn't be carrying anyone through the front, so we could save a camera there I thought with a chuckle. This was going to be a hell of an expensive operation, I thought.The comfort kitchen was in the old lunchroom of the school. So that was one. Her father continued as he turned into the parking lot, 'We are thinking of what we can do to reward you for sticking with it.' They drove over a speed bump making her whimper under her breath. 'Maybe we can meet your teachers with you.' he said hitting another speed bump. 'Oh!' escaped her lips again. Before she could recover they hit another and she shook all over. The car jerked to a stop.'OK, we're here. We'll talk more later. Just remember your mom and I really love you.' her dad said. How could he think I would calm down when he was invading our room and giving me a hand gag. I fought him with everything I had, but he was stronger than me, he sat down on top of me and pressed me into the mattress, while he smothered me with the one hand, he fidgeted with a ziplock and opened the bag with his other hand and the use of his mouth. I was still kicking my legs trying to get Alina to wake up, why wasn't she waking up? He folded the cloth over my nose and mouth and the strong. She walked over to me desk like Bambi on Ice. Long tanned legs, ungainly as yet. Clumpy shoes with block heels did not aid her gracefulness. A bum which had yet to fill out to full womanhood. I could see this through her regulation brown school skirt, worn short to show off her rather nice thighs. White blouse and brown school jumper. Smallish bit perfectly nice looking tits. Kelly's brown hair was very long, and worn in a fashionable beehive. She had make-up caked on, in he way that girls of.