QuinnHigh school was a heartless bit9ch. I wasn't very fond of middle school either, but everything about high school was stressful. I had seven classes that I attended daily, a lot of times with homework in at least two, but up to four of those classes. It was hard keeping my 'B' average. I wasn't the best and brightest, so I had to work hard to get those grades. No subject was an absolutely easy class for me. Some of the teachers made things easier than others. Science was a breeze because of the teacher, not the subject matter. Dressing out for P.E. was an easy way to get an 'A' in that class. Art was another easy 'A'. In those classes, all I had to do was participate.Then there were the people. Deans screaming to walk and not run. Teachers policing the hallways for anyone smoking or otherwise getting up to no good. Not to mention the stress of navigating being a teenager with hundreds of other teenagers all trying to make their mark or not. Some, like me, hid in the shadows. I wa
QuinnI stewed over the situation all weekend. Derrick and Alex were blackmailing me. I could do one of two things. I could capitulate. Do what they want. It would probably be fun. I was interested in se8x with them and I might have gone all the way with one or both of them, if they had been decent human beings about it. Or two, I could defy them and see if they emailed or posted the pictures at school like they claimed they would. Was there a door number three?Derrick or Alex had sent one of the photos to me. I didn't have either of their cell numbers in my phone, so I wasn't sure which of the guys had sent it to me. I didn't text back, or ask any questions of the person that sent the photo. It didn't really matter and I wasn't going to play their game. I downloaded the photo and hid it in a folder on my phone, then deleted the text.In the photo, I was clearly in one of the bathrooms at school. The puke green tiles were on the wall behind me with a clear view of the industrial-style
QuinnMy suspension from school had been delayed, so we could lay the trap for the guys. On Thursday and Friday, I stayed home. I emailed some of my teachers and a couple of them sent me some work I could do at home. I had a test in Science that I wouldn't be able to make up for, which sucked. I went to work both days. On Friday night, Alex and Derrick walked in, and I felt a sense of foreboding.The principal had called my mother to let her know that Alex had been expelled, but Derrick only got a ten-day suspension. Alex was the one in the bathroom threatening me. Derrick was just the look-out. It was my word against his unless they found the pictures on his phone. Which they did not. So he must have downloaded them, maybe to a home computer or a secret cloud account. I knew there was no way he didn't have access to them.I understood her reasoning, but I was worried about going back to school on Tuesday. If they released those pictures, I would be screwed. I know that Principal Sand
Quinn"Switch with me," Derrick told Alex. He stood up and then so did Alex. I just watched them in a haze. My body was coming down from its high, but these guys weren't done with me.Derrick settled between my thighs. He was the one I understood the least. He was so dark and broody. Always, so mad at the world. Alex, the charmer, knelt down and took Derrick's place from earlier. He palmed both of my tit8s before he kissed me. It wasn't the first time he had kissed me, but it was the first time with such passion. He thrust his tongue into my mouth, and I had the urge to suck on it, so I did. He moaned into my mouth, then pinched my nip9ples. Derrick had a firm grip on my thighs as he spread me open. He began to kiss my inner thigh. I felt his teeth nipping me. I bucked, but he held me tighter, keeping me right where he wanted me. Alex put a hand on my throat and squeezed."Here you are, laid out like a feast for us. We're going to eat you up," Alex whispered huskily. He leaned down an
QuinnAlex pushed into my hand and I began to stroke him. His shaft felt like silk under my palm. He leaned me back so he could suck on my nip8ples. He seemed to love doing that. Derrick leaned in next to him and sucked one breast while Alex sucked the other, Holy freakness, Batman. That was insane. The pull of their lips and tongues at the same time. My body was on fire, again. One second I was completely sated, the next I wanted Alex inside me.My hand had left his shorts when he started on my breasts and now my hands were on each of them. I grabbed Derrick's neck and Alex's bicep and held on for dear life.Alex looked up at me as he moved his hand slowly down my body until he was touching my core. He slipped a finger, then another inside me."You ready for round two?" he asked. I nodded mutely. I wanted him. I needed him.Derrick picked me up in his arms and adjusted me until I was facing him. He told me to stand on his feet."What? No. I'll hurt you," I objected. But he said he ha
QuinnThey let me drive my car from the restaurant. Alex got into my car with me though, as I followed behind Derrick. I was so pissed I wanted to cry. Alex was being his usual charming self, but I wasn't buying it this time. Nothing he said meant anything to me at all.As we pulled into the same secluded area as last time, I looked around. I wanted to make sure they hadn't set up another camera.I got out of the car. It was a struggle to place one foot in front of the other. I had been dreading this moment, especially because I racked my brain and had found no way out. I was essentially going to be taken against my will. I did not engage with either of them. Alex came around and took my arm to lead me over to Derrick who was leaning on his car, toking on his vape."No cameras. I want you both to put your phones in the backseat of Derrick's car," I demanded.If they didn't do what I asked, I would kick and scream. I had to put my foot down about something.Alex removed his phone from
QuinnThings were different after that. Derrick and Alex wooed me. They came and spoke to my parents, apologizing for their past behavior. My dad was pissed. He didn't want me to have anything to do with them. I understood. They hadn't been nice guys in the beginning. My mom invited them for dinner, but my Dad stayed in his man cave and wouldn't come out.Mom let me go out with them, to hang out, I said, but it was really just a fu8ck fest every time we three were together. Sometimes I would be with just one of them, but more often than not it was all three of us. My house, their houses, whichever one of us had a house free of parental units at the time. Often, after I got off work, we'd go to our place in the woods.Life continued into our senior year. The guys didn't ignore me at school any longer. I hung out with them on the infamous 'cool kids only' patio, and they made no secret that the three of were together. I mean we didn't tell everyone, but they couldn't keep their hands of
QuinnWe heard Alex leaving the house. I knew he wasn't coming back, at least not to me. He was done. He wanted other things in his life, and I wasn't one of them. He had broken up with me. How was I ever going to get past this?Derrick looked almost as shocked as I felt. I slunk down on the couch and wondered what to do now. Derrick didn't seem to share those sentiments, but Alex was his best friend. I didn't want to come between them."I'm going to move back with my parents," I told him softly. Tears streamed down my face."What? No. Let Alex move out. You and I will keep the house. I do love you. If Alex wants to break up, let him. You and I can be together," he said earnestly. "I realize that I followed his lead one too many times, baby. I'm sorry that I was part of that last night. I should never have listened to him. He didn't tell me about his feelings. We usually talk about everything, but he had planned this. Instead of talking things out, he made things so horrible for you t
BillI listened at the doorway while Oscar spoke to Analiese. I'm pretty sure he knew I was there. Anyway, the door was open, so he had to know that anyone could hear what they were saying - or what he was saying. He translated everything, being clear and concise with his words and her reactions to what he was saying. I was actually pretty proud of him for proding her. She wasn't comfortable with me right now, and that hurt. I struggled with it at first, but Gloria told me that she was ashamed. My baby had nothing to be ashamed of. They call women the weaker se9x for a reason - and it wasn't for women to get pissed about. It was a fact. Most men were bigger and stronger. Most women couldn't fight them off. Facts. Unfortunately, some very evil men had used that strength against her. I didn't blame her for that. I blamed myself. I think we all did.Every single man that went on the rescue mission was pissed as fuc9k. Some of us were able to take out that rage on the men who had orchestr
OscarWhen we arrived at their house, Bill made himself scarce. Again, I was surprised, but Gloria said Ana needed a bath and I guess Bill didn't want to be a part of that. It definitely would have been awkward for him to hang around for bath time.I followed Gloria down the hallway to the bathroom. As she started filling the tub with warm water, she chattered to Ana as she did so, as if Ana was going to speak back to her. It was probably the best strategy, acting as if everything was okay, when nothing was. Can you imagine another scenario where Ana's mom and I would be in the bathroom together, with Ana between us? No? Right, me neither. I didn't dwell on the awkward situation, though. I just waited patiently, with Ana in my arms. The bathroom started to get warm as I leaned against the wall. It had been a hard, strenuous day and my strength was lagging. I guess I need to work on my stamina at the gym from now on.When the tub was full enough for Gloria, she indicated for me to put
OscarWe had to carry Edgar to the cars. It was only about half a mile, but it was a real pain in the as8s. He had broken his leg when he fell over the wall and though none of us wanted to touch him, we did. We grabbed his arms and uninjured leg and lugged his annoying as9s. Brody or I could have carried him in a fireman's hold, but I didn't want him touching any part of me. I don't think the other guys did either. He was evil personified, and it was bad enough just touching one of his limbs.We threw him in the trunk and oh, shi8t...."Hey Moe. To make it believable that he left on his own, we should take his car too," I blurted out as soon as I thought of it.Surprise flashed across Moe's face. There were nine of us, but not one of us had thought of that little fact. We had been kinda busy planning a rescue, cleaning a crime scene and whatnot, right?"Where are his keys?" Moe asked the group, in his usual no-nonsense manner. We almost fu8cked up but we could fix it.."We emptied his
AnalieseRescue. It was a foggy thought in the back of my mind where I was hidden like a game of peek-a-boo. Now you see me, now you don't.I heard gunfire and I knew the guys were here, finally. My brain woke up a little, but then the sounds of wood breaking and thuds from the hallway reverberated in my ears. I let myself slip away again as I lay perfectly still. I knew things were happening in the house, but I was lost in a corner of my mind again. Where I was safe. I didn't react when the door of the room we were in thundered open. A dull thud as something hit the floor and more gunfire. Another thud. Voices. Was someone speaking to me? It didn't matter. I wasn't really present. I didn't want to be.I slipped away again when the metal of the cage I was in rattled. The lock was disengaged. Someone was nearby. I knew it, but I couldn't bring myself to wonder who it was. If it was those mean men again, I needed to stay hidden in my mind. I had been violated, and I wouldn't survive if
OscarMoe was in the zone. His only child was in that room unconscious, but he had tucked that into a corner of his mind so that we could finish the mission. I had to do that too. Compartmentalize, I think it was called. I tucked Ana into a corner of my mind, even though it caused my heart to constrict. I had to listen to the instructions that would keep us all free men. We were never here. Neither were Kylie or Analiese.I told myself that but then my mind started to wander. I snapped out of it when he asked how many bodies were downstairs. I gave him my account and tried to stay present. It was one of the hardest things I'd ever done. I just wanted to get back to Ana. I never wanted to let her go again.Moe gave everyone instructions, even me. Brody and I were to get the girls and take them downstairs to wait for Stern to come with the truck. Others were working on clean-up. I tossed out that I had touched the garage door downstairs and the locks on the back door. Bill nodded. I wat
OscarSince I had stepped back after breaking the glass in the window and flipping the locks, I was last through the door. Bill, Chuck and Stern crashed through and almost immediately I heard an exchange of gun fire. I ducked low and came through with my gun pointed straight out in front of me. I didn't want to accidentally hit one of my team, but as Moe taught us, this was tactical. I had to be ready to use the gun in my hand. I had never done this shi8t before and was out of my element, but I was a good shot at the gun range, though that was target shooting. We were now shooting to kill. This whole thing was fu8cked.I did as Moe taught us. I assessed the situation. Bill and Chuck were hovering over two bodies that were now lying on the kitchen floor. One guy never even got his gun out. I could see that they had the scene well under control, two men were down and blood was already pooling thickly on the kitchen tiles.I heard more gunfire upstairs. Brody, Brandt, Moe and Daniel were
AnalieseKylie and I were having a great day. The sun was shining and the breeze off the ocean felt heavenly. It was our first day of hanging out since the incident. We went into so many shops, sometimes just browsing, other times we bought something. Then we stopped for lunch a little before noon. We came out with drinks and sandwiches prepared to sit at one of the little tables on the sidewalk in front of the shop.Kylie wanted to know what was going on with me and Oscar. I was wondering how much to tell her. I mean I wasn't ashamed, it was just new to talk about. How do I describe the se8x we have been having? And the kinks? Because Oscar had multiple. I knew she was a Brat and that Brody had a brat kink. How could he not, being attracted to Kylie all these years? But I didn't know all the details of their relationship and I didn't need to know. It was nice having a friend that was into the same things. It felt freeing in a way, even though I don't think I would tell her...everythi
OscarIt has been three weeks since Ana and Kylie were kidnapped. There had been no word about Edgar and everyone was breathing a sigh of relief. I had my doubts that he was gone for good, but what could I do? I was dropping Ana off to visit Kylie today. They were going to go downtown and frequent some of the shops there. Probably get lunch. Have a fun girls' day.I was going to head to the gym and try to settle my nerves. I need to get my mind off my girl and the danger she could still be in. I felt like my hands were tied and I didn't like it. How was I supposed to protect her from the unknown? My dominant nature was barely harnessed. I wanted to keep her locked up and safe with me at all times. Instead, I left her at Kylie's. Kissing her roughly, I said goodbye and whispered my love for her. I kept my worries to myself.Ana and I spent every moment we could together. I didn't get a full eight hours of sleep most days, but it was worth it. We sneaked off to my apartment on the days
AnalieseOscar brought me back home before he went to work. He grabbed a black shirt that he needed and went to go change in the bathroom across from my room. I would have liked to have followed him down the hall, but Mom was in the kitchen figuring out what she was going to make for dinner. Open the freezer, check the fridge, check the cabinets. She started pulling things out"Is Oscar going to eat dinner with us?" she asked as she got pots and pans out of the cabinets."If it can be done in about forty-five minutes. If not, he'll grab something at his parents' restaurant," I assumed."I think I can have it ready in about twenty minutes. Your dad is working late for a change. There is a big county commissioner's meeting that he has to attend."I perched on one of the stools to watch her work. If she needs my help, she'll let me know."What's the deal with the meeting?" My dad had to sit in on all large construction projects in the city and the surrounding county."Some big developer