Mackenzie went up the front walk to Julie’s house. Once he went inside, I crept around to the back door. I turned the knob and it was open. How lucky it is that young girls are stupid and leave the door unlocked when they are home alone?
I tiptoed in quietly, and peered out the doorway. I could see them sitting on the couch playing Nintendo Game Cube. How juvenile and cute. There needed to be some reason that they get off of the couch, so that I can get upstairs and we can get started. “Hey do you have anything to eat? I’m hungry,” Mackenzie said.
As if my prayers were answered. Mackie and Julie went into the kitchen and I hurried up the stairs with my bag. I knew my time was limited. I took out the ropes and masking tape and I pulled a chair and sat in right across from the bed, just like Zac sat. I picked up my knife and crept down to the kitchen.
“From who?” Isaac asked peering over my shoulder.
“Julie,” I said.
“Check to see if there’s a voicemail,” Zac said.
I typed in my pass code and put the phone up to my ear. “It’s Julie. She’s hysterical. It’s hard to make out what she’s saying, but it’s something about Taylor and how she’s scared,” I said with panic in my voice.
“You know I’ve had about enough of that bastard. If he hurt her in anyway,” Isaac said angrily.
“Let’s go and get him, before he does anything,” Joy said.
“Yeah I still owe him a good ass whooping,” Isaac said.
“Isaac I’ve been waiting my whole life to choke the life out of him,” Zac said.
Isaac apologized to our waitress and we hurried out the door and into Isaac’s Jetta. We were a good half an hour away and that’s without traffic. If we were going to get to Taylor in time we better step on it.
Mackie and Julie turned around suddenly. “Tay what are you doing here?” he asked.
I pulled the knife out from behind my back. “Get up slowly,” I said.
“W=what are you going to do?” Mackie stammered.
“GET UP NOW,” I said.
They both stood up and I could see little Julie’s body shaking. It was turning me on to know she was getting antsy for my cock. I grabbed a hold of her and put the knife up to her neck. “Get upstairs Mackie,” I said.
“Taylor.”
“I’ll slit her throat if you don’t,” I said violently.
I had no intention of doing so, but I needed scare tactics. Mackie made his way for the stairs and I followed closely behind dragging Julie along with me. This was going to be oh so good. My only regret was not charging my camera.