Desperately, mortally scared. She asked herself the same question she was going to ask Fran: if she wanted to escape?Only she didn't know. She couldn'... make the decision now. And, when the time came, what decision would she make?Renee collapsed on the bed and the sweat beaded on her body despite the chill in the room. It's the heroin, she told herself. It's the desire for heroin that's making me sweat.But she lied to herself, and she knew it. It was fear--fear that she wouldn't be strong enough. " She smiled wickedly as she removed her bra. "Want the panty off, too?", she asked. I nodded, and soon she was naked except for the red pearl necklace. "What do you want me to wear sweetie?", she asked. "Wait....I have an idea....be right back," she said. In a minute whe walked back into the room wearing an extremely shiny and short white half slip with a band of lace at the bottom which I had never seen, and a pair of bright pink high heels pumps with open toes. "These are Connie's old. We were sitting outside on this cool and crisp Spring day enjoying our coffee drinks. I was telling him what happened to my little sister and how I would like his help in devising a plan to get even with these four Goth freaks. He said there is only one way to deal with these assholes. He gets on the phone and makes a couple of calls. Within one hour, there was a half dozen other guys that I knew from Petaluma High. We all greeted one another and my friend related to them my need. I related to. He untied me and carried me to the hammock hanging on the secluded facing part of the garden. He put me on the hammock and sat by me as he kissed my body and sucked my nipples as though they were a woman’s breasts.He turned me over, and kissed my back, from my neck down to my butt cheek, he slithered his lips, with his tongue sliding in chorus down to my buttocks and finally made a bite, it hurt me but I was enjoying it. The Tiki torches around created a more intimate atmosphere for us.