In my arms she was small, much smaller than her personality, smaller than her mature attitude. She was a fascinating girl and, even with her bedraggled appearance, really quite pretty.Sleep rebuffed me despite a body crying out for rest. Bianca whimpered in her sleep. I tightened my hug and whispered, "It's okay. We're safe." It worked. She settled.Lack of memory was disorienting. It was like my mind had a physical void spot, a dark empty hole where everything was hiding from me, teasing me, frustrating me. Who was I? Was I a killer? All evidence said yes. But how did that connect to Bianca? Not knowing was almost physically painful.Wait! Stop fretting and think!I was approaching this problem all wrong. My memory might be blank but my mind wasn't useless. I could make some reasonable assumptions. First, how did I get to that farmhouse? Was I driving? If so, where was the car? Did I have help? If so, who helped me? Why didn't I have documentation, identification, money? Everyone had. If they don't shoot us first. We got to get that gun. Then we can talk sense to 'em." Oh, shit," sighed Becky. "Jason, I knew we should not have come out here tonight. You should have listened to me. I can't believe this is happening. My mother is going to ground me forever. I didn't want to come out here..." Jesus, Becky, save the lecture until later, for god's sake," scolded Jason.Becky stopped speaking abruptly and glared first at Jason, then at the strange boy. It was then that she noticed the boy looking wide-eyed first at her neckline and then at her panties that peeked out from under her shirttail. In her haste, she had not gotten all the buttons on her blouse properly fastened. Her blouse now gaped open exposing portions of her round, braless breasts underneath. Becky involuntarily brought her hand to her neckline and grasped both sides of her collar. Even then, the boy's eyes never left her body. Jason broke the awkward silence."So, what do we do?" he whispered.The boy came.
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