Derrick take picture to Jessica and Grace

Derrick's thumb hovered over the screen, the image of Grace's naked form glowing back at him. He could see the fear in her eyes, but there was something else there, something that made his grin widen. "You see, Grace," he said, his voice low and menacing, "this isn't just about Jessica's reputation. It's about control. And right now, I'm the one in control." He took another step closer to her, the phone still raised, capturing every inch of her trembling body. Grace's breath came in short gasps, her hands instinctively covering herself, but Derrick's eyes never left hers. "You're going to do exactly as I say," he continued, his voice dripping with malice. "Or else..." He let the threat hang in the air, the unspoken words more terrifying than anything he could have said.

Derrick's thumb hovered over the screen, the image of Grace's naked form glowing back at him. He could see the fear in her eyes, but there was something else there, something that made his grin widen. "You see, Grace," he said, his voice low and menacing, "this isn't just about Jessica's reputation. It's about control. And right now, I'm the one in control." He took another step closer to her, the phone still raised, capturing every inch of her trembling body. Grace's breath came in short gasps, her hands instinctively covering herself, but Derrick's eyes never left hers. "You're going to do exactly as I say," he continued, his voice dripping with malice. "Or else..." He let the threat hang in the air, the unspoken words more terrifying than anything he could have said.

Derrick's attention shifted to Jessica, his gaze lingering on her bent-over form. He raised the phone, the camera app still open, and began framing the shot. "Don't move," he ordered, his voice cold and commanding. Jessica's breath hitched as the shutter clicked, capturing the full expanse of her naked body. Derrick took a step closer, angling the phone to get a clearer view of her breasts, which hung enticingly in the frame. He zoomed in slightly, ensuring every detail was visible. "Perfect," he muttered, a sinister satisfaction in his tone. Another click, and her face came into focus, her eyes wide with fear, her cheeks flushed.

Derrick's eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure as he lowered the phone, his gaze lingering on Jessica's trembling form. The air was thick with tension, the only sound the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze and the ragged breaths of the two women. Grace's hands still clutched at herself, her face a mask of fear and humiliation, while Jessica's eyes remained wide, her body frozen in a posture of vulnerability.

"You see how easy it is?" Derrick's voice cut through the silence, his tone dripping with malice. He took a step closer to Grace, the phone still clutched in his hand, the screen casting an eerie glow on his face. "All it takes is one wrong move, and everything falls apart. Now, I think it's time we take this a step further."

Derrick's fingers moved swiftly across the phone's screen, his eyes never leaving Grace's trembling form. The glow of the phone cast eerie shadows on his face as he dialed a number, the ringtone piercing the tense silence. "Dylan," his voice was low and commanding, "it's Derrick. I need you and the boys to come next door. Now." He paused, listening for a moment before a sinister grin spread across his face. "Good. You won't want to miss this."

With the call ended, Derrick's attention returned to Grace and Jessica. "You see, Grace," he began, his voice dripping with malice, "I think it's time we take this to the next level.