“Well...” Collecting up all her nerve, Shelly asks, “Ehh ... I was wondering.” She looks back up to her sister. “Can you ask Emily to do me ... favor?”“Ok. What sort of favor?”“Well, our school is having a dance on Friday. Can you tell her to have Tommy ask me out to the dance?”Stacy’s mouth broke out in a big grin. “You, have a crush on him. Don’t you!”Now blushing a little, and turning her head back down, Shelly replies, ``Yeah, I guess a little.”“A little, my ass!” Stacy exclaims silently to. Once her breathing had returned to normal she put her long coat back on and fastened it almost to the top. She then stepped out of the cubicle, washed her hands and adjusted her make-up. Extra lip gloss and a little dab of perfume at the base of her neck, then a quick brush of her long ebony hair and she was ready. Sashaying confidently, she walked to the bar and ordered a glass of champagne from the barman. As she perched on the edge of her stool she felt her phone vibrating so she removed it. It was silver, beautiful and unlike any car she had been in.“What is that?” She managed.“It is a DB 9, it’s from England.”He opened the passenger door for her. She slid into the car. She had never cared about cars, but she had never known that this kind of car existed. She felt thrilled, special, just to sit there. He sat down in the driver’s seat, and looked at her.“Do you like mystery Alexis? I have a blindfold here. Wear it if you dare.”She was not sure why she accepted so easily. Was it the. Instantly she started to kick and scream as I liftedher upand carried her to the bed."nnnnoooopppphhhmmmhheellppphhmm, came the cry but noone could hear as we both? landed on the bed.I held on tight as my captive struggled in vain. The fear in her bulging eyes was when inew i had her as my legs came around wrapping up hers. the strugglewent on for a couple of minutes before Sandra seemed to settle knowing that there was no escape." don?t make anymore fucking sound or im going to cut up that.