” Things were already going better than she’d hoped. She feared finger pointing and sniggering, but at least she and Chelsea were adults. Either t...at or it wasn’t Chelsea who kissed her vibrator. Hmmmm... Blushing and turning her back on her roommate and filling the kettle with water, Elaine asked, “Um, I was going to make coffee anyway. Would you like one?” “Could you make one for Kendra too?” Chelsea pleaded, slumping in the kitchen chair. “Sure, just relax. I don’t know how you guys. He laughed despicably, as he sped along, on all-fours, to get to Grandpa's house before her.Meanwhile, in another part of the woods, Grandpa, who had not washed, or changed his grubby underwear, for almost a whole week, was sitting in his cottage, and swilling down his sixth can of PBR Lager, and it still was not yet even lunchtime! He belched loudly, and was about to open another can, and order another stuffed-crust pizza for lunch, before the New York Mets game started, when he heard someone,. Haven't had no lunch, norbreakfast neither."Mandy served up two plates of liver and bacon on rice with some bread rollsand glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice."This is brilliant!" said Andy.Mandy thanked him."So is your dad in then?" asked Andy. "Or are you just the cook?" Hegrinned."I am the cook, and the owner too. There's just me," answered Mandy."Well I never! How come you got a place like this at your age then? You apop star or somefink?'?Mandy laughed. "I wish! It belonged to my. ." Her thoughts sluggishly rolled. "Has to be ... Shouldn't even be awake, body's too c-cold."She concentrated tapping tentatively into her reserves. Instantly feeling a rise in temperature and confidence as she drew directly upon the energy of the very devices holding her captive. The entire process, taking only a few seconds before she had marshaled enough to move.It then only required a fraction of that to force open the door of her containment.Having been brought to awareness noting another.