“What the hell are you doing?” he finally managed to say.
“Whatever do you mean Jimmy dear?” she asked innocently. “We’re just two girls having a little fun.”
“What have you done you crazy bitch?” he said recovering a bit more. The initial shock was starting to wear off. He wanted to run across the room and help Jill but the way Maria looked he didn’t think that would be a good idea. She’d changed almost as much as Jill had but in the opposite direction. If anything she looked better than she had when they were driving out. While he’d been outside wasting his time she’d used hers to change clothes from the frumpy old restaurant stuff to a flimsy see through nightgown type thing complete with matching bathrobe. The whole outfit left nothing to the imagination. He could see everything down to the mole on her inner thigh.
“I haven’t really done anything but sit here and watch,” she said. “Oh, well, I did also bring her out here before I brought you too. Does that still count as nothing? I sure hope so.”
“Is she even alive?” he asked stepping forward slowly. He didn’t want to make her think he was going to rush her or anything but from where he was he couldn’t tell if Jill was breathing or not.
“Well, I don’t know,” Maria said thoughtfully. “Let me check.” She spun around went over to Jill and slapped her right in the face. Jim could already see a red mark forming as a quiet groan reached his ears.
“Yup,” Maria said happily, “I’d say she’s alive. Not too happy maybe but alive nonetheless.”
“So what is all this?” Jim asked as he inched forward.
“It’s about us Jimmy. You and me. I didn’t like what our little Jilly was doing so I took matters into my own hands.”
“Now what happens?” he asked hoping he wouldn’t hear what he knew she’d say.
“You’re a smart boy Jimmy. I think you know what comes next.”
He figured if he could keep her talking long enough he might figure something out but he wasn’t quite able to make it that far. The next thing he knew something had slammed into the back of his head and the floor was rushing up to say hi.
He was sure it should’ve hurt more when his head finally struck the ground but strangely he felt nothing. He tried moving his arms and legs but got no response from either. His vision was beginning to darken. There were people talking but he wasn’t sure what they were saying. He struggled to make it out but was only able to hear a little before he passed out.
“Does this mean no goodnight kiss?” Maria asked as she began to laugh. He wanted to spit some smartass answer back at her but he couldn’t. Everything went dark and he heard nothing else.
14
I must be dreaming, Jim thought as he looked around. He and Jill were sitting in a sauna, both had towels wrapped around their bodies. Looking at Jill, wearing barely anything, he smiled but when he tried to reach for her he couldn’t move. He tried again and still nothing. He couldn’t see any reason why he shouldn’t be able to move but that didn’t make any difference. He still couldn’t. Maybe they were playing some type of game. Why they would be doing it in a sauna and how they’d got there was beyond him but he was with Jill so he knew he was safe.
Movement in front of him caught his attention. Jill’s hand was slowly moving up to where her towel was tucked in so it wouldn’t fall. It looked as if she was reaching to undo it. Jim sat motionless waiting for it to drop so he could gaze upon her beauty. Her hand undid the tuck and started pulling the towel open. Jim’s heart was beating faster than it ever had. You would think he was some little kid seeing boobs for the first time or something. He felt a stupid grin plastered across his face and glanced up to see if Jill had noticed. To his horror the person he thought was Jill was actually Maria. Eyes almost bulging out of his head he had no choice but to watch as she ripped off the towel and tackled him. Before he knew it the thing was wrapped around his neck strangling him. Over the rushing noise in his ear he could hear Maria’s insane laughter as she tightened her grip on him. He was beginning to see stars. She was going to kill him and he still couldn’t move.
With a start he woke up. The dream still lingered so much that his throat hurt and he had a bit of a problem getting a deep breath. After a few seconds of gasping he realized some things from the dream weren’t a dream after all. The biggest one was that he was still unable to move but this time he knew why. Through blurred eyes he could barely see the floor a lot closer than he thought it should be. When he saw his feet closer than they should be he figured out that he was down on the floor lying on his side. That didn’t make much sense. The last thing he remembered was looking at Maria molesting Jill. He quickly looked around trying to find Jill. She was nowhere to be seen. He tried to move his hands but found he could barely move them. They were tied just like his feet. Struggling to move around so he could get a better look at his surroundings he finally found out where Jill was. Once he’d turned enough he could see her still hanging just as he remembered. She looked no different than she had. Still unconscious and absolutely no help in getting out of whatever mess they’d gotten into. As he watched her eyes popped open and looked around lazily.
“Jill!” he whispered. He didn’t know where Maria was so he knew he’d better be quiet. He hadn’t seen her when he’d been thrashing around but that didn’t necessarily mean anything. Jill wasn’t responding to him. She just continued looking around in no particular direction. A string of drool dripped out of her mouth onto her shirt as he watched but she didn’t seem to notice. After a few more seconds her eyes fluttered closed. Whoever grabbed her must’ve drugged her to the gills, he thought as his own mind slowly began to clear. The inside of his head felt like a little gremlin had taken up residence and started pounding a drum, but other than that he was ok. Reassuring himself that she was fine for the time being he took stock of the situation. He was tied up in the middle of nowhere, his soon to be girlfriend was also tied up but even worse off than him and he had no idea where the people that had done this were. Yup, they were screwed.
Cursing to himself he looked around to see if there was anything close enough that could be used to cut himself loose. From another room came the sound of voices. At least now he knew where those other people were. He couldn’t hear what they were saying but he could tell they were arguing. He didn’t care what they did as long as they ignored him. He needed time to get out of here. Unfortunately he didn’t see anything that would help him in that endeavor. Looking back at Jill he saw she was still off in la la land and of no help yet. With no sign of a weapon of any sort and no help coming from anywhere he figured unless a miracle happened then they were both going to die.
Since no solution out of the situation presented itself he turned his attention to the argument. From the sound of Maria’s voice she stood just on the other side of the doorway the voices were coming from and she wasn’t happy. He could hear her yelling at someone but everything she said seemed to run together. His pounding head did little to help matters any. He only caught a few words and those didn’t make sense. The person she was arguing with interrupted her but Jim couldn’t hear any of what they said. Just a quiet mumbling. He struggled to hear what was said but got nothing. When he was hit it must’ve been pretty hard to mess up his hearing so bad. It didn’t surprise him much though. His vision was already blurry, so his hearing being messed up was just par for the course.
He was just going to start feeling sorry for himself when he heard a noise. He froze where he was. Maybe there were more than just the two in the other room. When he hadn’t moved for a few seconds the noise came again.
“Pssst!”