Odd for a hornet to be out so late at night, she thought as she walked thru the near-empty parking garage to her car after a long day in court. No sooner did she begin to lift her arm, however, she felt incredibly lightheaded and, within seconds, passed out cold. Joselle still felt groggy and light-headed, and a small pinching pain in the back of her neck. As she went to rub it, she realized her hands were bound above her, entrapped in silk-lined cuffs of some sort well above her head. She was laid out on what appeared to be a gynecological table, with her feet curiously close together.
Please God No! Not that I can't stand it, I really I can't' The words tumbled hurriedly out of Claire's mouth as she struggled instinctively against the bonds that held her firmly to the chair. Peter was oblivious to her plea for mercy.
Ashley was a 25 year old bank teller currently working on finishing up her degree in business and move on past her dead end job. She had goofed around a lot when she was younger, substituting fun for what should have been study time. Never the less she managed to get an okay job at a bank in her hometown in North Carolina, but it was essentially a go nowehere position.