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Chapter 8 by Shandy Shandy

Who is this? Heidi? Someone else? An enemy?

A neighbour. More prey.

The monitor showed a pretty blonde teen holding a plate or dish of some kind. Whatever she was, she looked harmless, and Frank opened the door with a smile.

"Hi there, pretty girl! What can I do for you?"

The blonde looked startled for a moment then blushed prettily and held out the plate.

"I brought cookies. Um, we thought, that is my mom and I thought...that since you're new...um...to the neighbourhood..."

"Why don't you come in and tell me all about it?" Frank said, holding the door open and gesturing her in, taking note of the fine set of tits the young blonde was sporting. I was just about to have some lemonade. Care to join me?"

"Um...I was just delivering...um...I guess it would be ok," she said, glancing nervously over her shoulder before stepping into the house and letting Frank close the door.

"Well, it certainly wouldn't be polite to leave a pretty girl standing on the porch. My name is Frank Castillo," he said, smiling as he held out his hand.

"Um...Jane...Jane Meadows...we live down the street...we saw you move in and we thought...um...cookies would be nice...as a housewarming present, like."

"Very nice Jane, very nice indeed. Come on in the kitchen and let's have some lemonade and then we can both try these cookies." Jane nodded nervously, biting her lip for a moment before following Frank into the kitchen.

"Have a seat Jane," Frank said as he pulled out a stool at the kitchen bar. "Why don't you unwrap those great looking cookies while I get the lemonade ready? Actually, if you'll excuse me one minute, I'll be right back, there's something I have to do."

Frank left the kitchen, his feral grin unseen by Jane who sat unwrapping the plate of cookies. In his bathroom, Frank quickly washed down a Viagra pill before putting a friendly uncle smile on his face and heading back to the kitchen.

"Got those cookies unwrapped? First class! Lemonade coming right up," he smiled as he pulled the pitcher out of the fridge and poured two full. Using his body to block Jane's view, he tapped several drops of the **** into her drink before turning back to put one in front of her.

"Bottoms up!" he said with a grin, taking a long swig from his glass, gratified to see Jane doing the same.

How does the work on Jane?

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