8:00 am. Don't be late."Me: "OK"It was after I ran through that exchange with Rob and Will and Karlthat we decided to go with Karl's plan B. Sarah was...clearly acting outa vendetta, and trying to sway her might be pointless. Buying the timeto go through the other options is why I pushed it to this morning.Unsurprisingly, she kept me waiting most of a minute before opening thedoor. She was probably checking me out carefully through the peephole.She stood there, apparently dressed as casually as. Twisting,pinched harder. Rubbing my breast and nipple..as she rubbed darker my nipple. Caressing and squeezing it. I felt my nipple pulled and pinched.massaged..tenderly. My breast was caressed in hot kisses. A dark massage warmed my nipple.as she rubbed my breasts.pinching . Suckling my breast gently.rubbing...my nipple.biting it. ‘hush’ I heard as the massage on my breast deepened. Squeezing it with one pinch as she suckled..I felt a cool breeze on my breast as she gently rubbed and licked my. She vividly remembered holding Ann’s hand as her father finished getting her ready, the calm look in Ann’s eyes as she watched their father lift the cleaver, and the way her hand had tightened on Rebecca’s momentarily as it came down through her slim neck. But the image that stayed with her the most, was the way her older sister’s eyes kept moving and the strange, bemused and not quite panicky look in in them as her father almost carelessly dropped his daughter’s head into the tub.Seeing. I thought that the signal thatthe reporter would give, nine taps on the door in bursts of three, wouldbe enough. I didn't think that my phone had been tapped. After an hour Iheard them. Three taps, and then another three, and another three. Iopened the door and the man waiting outside grabbed me and pulled me out,where another man in a white coat stuck a needle into my arm. I opened mymouth to scream out what had happened to me, but my vocal cords would notwork above a whisper as they strapped.