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Getting dressed I throw on shirt and some leggings and call it a day. I make my way quietly down the stairs trying to not let anyone know I am sneaking out.
Every time I tell dad I'm going to the mall he sends me out with two bulky body guards, and as much as they say "We blend right in! You won't even notice us!", you can definitely see their huge frames try to sit in small chairs.
So I decided to go alone today. Mostly because I have to buy bras and panties. Although I quite enjoy the company of Louis and Bruce-bra and underwear shopping is a little more intimate.
Getting in my BMW I grab my purse and head toward the mall.
I'll text dad once I drive back home. I know if I text him right now he'll tell me to reverse the car and take Louise and Bruce, or he'll meet me there. Neither of which I want at the moment. At least if i'm on my way back when I tell him the truth hopefully I won't be in too much trouble.
Driving, I pass beautiful trees with leaves falling off of them. It's August and the breeze is so nice. Often I spend my days reading outside in the hammock.
Getting to the mall I bounce out the car with excitement at the realization that I'm actually out by myself. I enter the mall and immediately go into Victoria's Secret. I try to ignore the sets of black lacy straps. I wish I could wear those, but for who would I wear them for? I was so busy thinking I didn't notice a big frame go in front of me.
Louise? Or Bruce?
"Louise?" I squeak with my eyes closed in anticipation.
"Nope." A husky deep voice I've never heard before say.
I turn confused toward the speaker and see a tall muscular man. He has a mop of black curls on his head and eyes that dance with green specks in them. He's tan and compared to my fair skin I'm jealous.
He smirks knowing I'm checking him out and I take a step away from him knowing he looks like bad news. I hit a wall I never knew was behind me. I realize it is indeed a person when a cloth is placed over my face. I try to knock his hand off my face for a few minutes before I become dizzy and lethargic. The rags smell I-tss a ssweeet smeell. I drop to the ground suddenly and feel my eyelids grow heavy. I try to put up a fight with my eyelids but they won.
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