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Finally, after hours of abuse, her rapists were satisfied. Her skirt, blouse and panties completely destroyed, they pushed her purse into her hands and shoved her out the door. Still wearing only her bra, cincher, nylons and high heels, Sandy stumbled down the street towards her car. Reaching it, she climbed inside and locked the door. Collapsing onto the seat, Sandy laid there crying. She was still there when the police found her the next morning.
Britney waited out the minutes as she had done all week, the weekend was six minutes away, and there was no way this dumb curfew was going to stop her having a good time. She'd bought a new outfit, tight cropped top and soft salmon pink mini skirt, she planned to drive the boys at that party wild. But she'd have to get there first, a lot of her friends parents were keeping a tight grip on their kids fun since that girls disappearance a few days ago, but that didn't bother her She wanted to party and she knew how to!
The bell rang and the usual chaos whirled around her, she smiled and stood, not listening to the teachers weekend assignment, she'd pick it up from her girlfriends later that night, it wasn't important..she smoothed down her cotton shirt, her hands brushing her tight tanned stomach, she looked up and noticed him! Mark the geek! He was looking at her again, that guy was so gross! She smiled at him and winked, she stifled a laugh as he nearly fell out of his chair, she loved to tease him!
Making her way through the hallway she chatted with friends about the party, 8.00 sharp. No room for cool lateness, the door was goanna be locked at 8.10! She giggled and laughed, they had all their outfits planned out, Cheryl would wear the grey, Patty the Green, they were sure that no one would clash! Waving her friends goodbye she walked away from school and down the main road, bustling with kids and parents. The sun was out, this party was goanna be hot!
She was so engrossed with her own thoughts she only just saw Mark in the corner of her eye, coming down the street towards her, what could she do? She didn't want to speak to the guy, she had better things to do, so under the cover of a group of kids walking in front of her she ducked down into an alleyway off the main street, she ran down it and turning the corner hung on to see if he'd seen her.
He hadn't, she could see him glancing around, confused. She giggled and made her way down into the small side alleyway..it was long and narrow; trash cans lay around, on the other side of a fence a dog barked..but she was fairly certain how to get home from there, so she went on her way and went back to her plans, should she were the pink lipstick? Nah, not with a pink skirt. too much. She idly made her way until she suddenly turned a corner nearly crashed into a guy coming the opposite direction; they quickly exchanged apologies and polite smiles. He was about thirty, black hair, nothing special. He smoked a cigar, which hung from a corner in his mouth.
"Do you have the time?" He asked. Britney saw the watch on his wrist. "Um..no Sir." She moved to get away. "How old are you?." This seemed a really weird question to ask so she turned on her feet and while not running certainly walked fast back down where she had come, her pig tails bobbing as she fled. And then half way down a second alleyway she saw two men who hadn't been there when she passed earlier..she stopped, they seemed to be just passing the time of day. Minding their own business, but in the near dark of the alley she could hardly tell. She began to slowly walk towards them, when she heard the footsteps of the first man come to a stop behind. Her heart began to beat faster, suddenly all thoughts of the party left her, she felt fear.
She came close to the two men and paused, waiting for them to part so she could get past them and on her way. They didn't move. Instead the man walked slowly towards her, so he was just behind her.
"I asked you a question bitch..how old are you?" Britney was now very afraid, she blurted out the answer. "16." The first man grabbed her by the shoulders, she took a sharp breath.
"Good." Britney heard the sinister tone of his voice. She turned away and desperately tried to make it past the men but after a short struggle she was in the mans grip, now the second two men were holding her, one hers arm, the other hers shoulder, she opened her mouth to scream but a rough hand was forced over her face, soon she felt a cloth, she felt dizzy, could feel the sensation of being lifted, of being taken, she felt, nothing..