Jason shifted uncomfortably in the wooden desk. He was staring at the classroom door, waiting for Grace to walk through it. He glanced at the clockles... than a minute before the bell would ring. He had already been anxious, had barely made it through the night, but now his anxiety was shifting to fear. In the month that shed been going to Huntington, she hadnt been late, let alone absent, for a single English class. As a general rule, Jason kept to himself. He had a few close friends at. There was just one big problem with Sarah's cleverly laid plan to sexually abuse and torment Rachel, and that was that Rachel was a total humiliation slut, At home on the farm she usually got out and rolled around naked in mud before she rubbed her pussy like mad. But here they were, four girls alone at home with loads of junk food and booze, compliments of Karin's older brother that Sarah and Marie gave hand jobs to for a week to get. Sarah cleared her throat."So since I'm the birthday girl I. How else could they shoot down a goddamned helicopter? They could shoot to kill but Carstairs and Knox' people had to capture them alive. They're smart and vicious." I want my money back." You have to capture some alive if you want that." We can use the gas tonight." It's raining, Sir. The gas wouldn't work. You'd just warn them of your intentions." That's it! They knew what we were preparing to do and attacked."The double doors burst open and Carstairs group entered. A dumfounded servant. It was nothing but dumpsters and garbage cans and usually wither wino's or druggies back there.I stepped out from behind a dumpster into the shadows and there was my sister Sharon, standing there and crying with her bra off and pressed to her ample bosom and her blouse laying in a mud puddle. Three young men stood around her in a semicircle as she cried. Tom G. said in a growl "drop your bra bitch" and Sharon let it drop to the ground. It was like being in slow motion, as I watched her bra fall.