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Chapter 18 by splotch splotch

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Locked, but...

Lauren scrambled up to the door of her trailer and tugged it... but it was locked! Panicking she yanked it again and again. Horrified and humiliated, she planted a bear foot against the trailer and tugged on the door with both hands in desperation.

"Let me in!" She cried.

Finally, after ten seconds that felt like an eternity, the door opened. Lauren scrambled in, sweating, red faced, as Taylor grinned at her, shutting the door behind her.

"Sorry, must have locked it behind me." Taylor grinned.

Lauren was furious and annoyed, but at least grateful to be in the relative safety of he trailer. She went to get dressed, but noticed something. All her clothes, not to mention bedding and curtains, were in a cardboard box by the door!

"Taylor... what are you doing with my clothes?" Lauren asked in growing horror...

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