She clicked on the light. A piercing scream from above filled the house - a man’s voice, desperately, frantically screaming. A dull thud followed, a...d then silence.“Don’t worry. Probably ghosts” said Simone, marching down the hallway to the door downstairs. Lauren shook, hungry, tired and scared out of her wits. She needed the toilet so badly, she needed some privacy as well, some time alone to pull her thoughts together and try and understand what had happened to them this evening. More than. I don't know. Well, you want to know what I think about Jacob? I think he's a troubled kid. Not troubled as in criminal. But troubled as in he has pains in his head." What do you mean?" You remember how Jacob and I first met?" You told he tried ravishing you when he was drunk. That surprised me. Everything Amy ever told me about led me to believe he was, I don't know, too boring to get drunk." Until that party, the rest of the high school would have agreed with you. That night he got soundly. While I do you compliment me on how sexy I look in your undies but tell me how much better it will be wearing my own.While I finish the dishes you go off to the bedroom, returning in the blouse and skirt you wore last night, carrying my robe, which you hold for me to put on. With it belted around me you hand me the keys to the garage and workshop, telling me to go and unlock them. With a sinking heart I walk outside, hoping nobody on the street will see my stockinged legs below my gown, hearing. He looked around and had to admit that in his haste to get dressed andout of the clutches of both these overbearing women he had emptied hisrucksack and discarded the few pieces of clothing he had leaving theroom in a state of untidiness but he thought it wasn?t that bad. Shemoved around the room with a look of disdain, lifting a lone sockbetween her fingers before moving towards the bed and suddenly his bloodran cold. She picked up his or more correctly her satin pyjama pants andexamined it."I.