” She smiled again. She swooned a little, “I told you to slow down with the wine, its very potent.”A drunk/high grin spread across her face, “... can't drive like this.”“No you can't would you like to spend the night?” I asked her.She put her head on my shoulder, and nodded. I helped her up the stairs and laid her on the bed. “You don't want to spend the night in the jeans do you?”She answered by rolling her her side to side. I undid the button and zipper, she had to lift her hips so I could. . They were zombies!Without hesitation, I charged at the smelly rotting monsters, and began bashing their heads in with the sharp end of the poker. I stabbed their skulls, which crumbled in like thick eggshells. I fought valiantly, as staff members and a couple other guests grabbed improvised weapons and joined the defence of the main hall. But the numbers were just too overwhelming. Thousands of the undead beasts kept on coming. My arms slowly grew hot and tired from swinging the heavy iron. I liked being treated as a little girl, Mom and Becky were kind and gentle and the extra attention made me feel special.Jenny was a lot of fun, occasionally she would do or say somethingreally funny and I could help but to giggle and laugh. We both managedto eat all of our dinners without getting anything on our dresses."Good girls" praised Mom "now let's go home"Soon we were pulling into our driveway; thank goodness dad was out oftown I wouldn't want him to see me all dressed up.I was glad to. She turns around to see her abducter closing his door and taking off. "What are you doing, where are we going?"He turns pointing his gun at her, "Shut up slut if you want to see tomorrow." Tears flood her eyes when she sees the gun, "Oh, please don't kill me." "Just shut up and sit still." She looks around tears starting to stream down her face, she can't see outside because the windows are tinted on both sides. After about a half hour the van stops, the man gets out and opens the back, "Get.