You’ll die screaming in agony, or you’ll spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair. And I’ll fucking laugh my ass off when I hear the news.”... grinned. She had quite the imagination.“Okay, sweetie, dream on. If you don’t want to change out of your wet clothes, that’s your choice. I just hope that they aren’t chafing your skin too much. Now, I want to get you out of here just as much as you want to be home. How about we write the ransom note to your father and get the process started?”She. He casually told me why don’t you come to my house. I asked why. He told that he will massage for me and my pain will go away. I did not speak a word and I just went with him. In his house he massaged me as if he was very experienced. He removed my clothes and he was massaging the back.I was highly aroused. No man has massaged me before sex and it was very good. I badly wanted a fuck and I was waiting. He went on the massage my butt and I started expressing that I was excited. He turned and I. ‘Shh,’ I warned her, with a teasing smile, putting a finger to her lips playfully. She smiled back in kind, pretending to nip at my finger, as I unlocked the back door.The light over the stove was on, as it always was at night, and we crept down the back stairs like smugglers, quiet.The door to my room creaked slightly as I closed it. This only inspired a small spark of anxiousness in me, which was immediately assuaged when I saw Cindy perched on my bed, sweetly smiling. We had been teasing. Hope called earlier and she will get here tonight. Both of us should make the rehab go smoothly. If you need anything, contact Grandmas On Call, open 24/7 here in Chicago." I really hope we never have to make the call. I don't think teenage girls get any easier even with tech support. You take care and we'll see you when we do. Talk to you later." Grace broke the connection."Girls, welcome to The O'Neal Asylum for Lost and Abandoned Pixies, population seven and growing, plus me, the Evil But.