Sharon painfully spends the entire evening listening to disco. Thankfully, Farnsworth had a few books on the disco phenomena, so all she had to do was listen to the chorus and find the song that matched. It still took forever. Around midnight, Sharon finally dragged her naked ass to bed. Unfortunatly, "Stayin' Alive" is running through her head over and over. Worse, it's the Ozzy Osbourne version! She sighs, Ugh... Anymore nights like this and I'm outta here.
Around 3pm, Sharon hears the doorknob rattle at her door. Farnsworth! she thinks. Sharon rushes to the door and flings it open. It is Cindy! She slumps a little and slurrs "I've....It's...." Cindy collapses into Sharon's arms. Sharon drags Cindy into the room and quickly shuts and locks the door. She half carries, half drags Cindy to the bed. Cindy looks at her, but is unable to speak for a moment. Sharon can't help but notice the bit of drool on her lip, her unfocused eyes, and the way her limbs didn't seem to quite move right. She shakes the girl slightly. "Cindy!", she whispers "What is it? What happened".
After a minute, Cindy worked her mouth and was finally able to come up with some words "Drugged me...." As if those words strengthen her, her voice grew stronger and more coherent. "I think he drugged me. We had sex. Ordinary vanilla sex. I rolled over, and I felt a sharp pain on top of my shoulder and then another pain in my ass cheek."
She paused for breath, to gather strength. Sharon looked at her left shoulder. Sure enough there was a bump on top of her left shoulder, right past the tip of her clavicle. "Go on. What happened next."
"I turned in suprise, and he shushed me. He said to sleep tight all night here. I started to feel very sleepy. I couldn't move. He got up, but I didn't see where he went. I woke up, but couldn't move. I came here." Cindy grabbed Sharon. "You'll help me, won't you?"
Sharon nodded. "Of course. But I'm not sure how."
Mon Feb 26 18:38:25 2001