She does and comes to help

"I think I know where she lives; let me just check... She lives at 269 Levshow Boulevard," she says

"Thanks so much," you say.

"I'll come by and make sure everything is okay. I'll be there in around 30 minutes. See you then," she said, and hung up the phone. You wondered why she was making the effort to come and make sure that Margot was okay. Was it really because she was worried about Margot, or was it for ulterior motives? You had never seen in any magazines that they were friends, or that they even knew each other. As well you were pretty sure that a moan escaped Daisy's lips as she was talking with you.

You still had to deal with the problem at hand, which was trying to get Margot to her house. She was still somewhat conscious, and was talking about how she wanted to be fucked, but it appeared to be in her dreams.

You finally arrive at her house, carry her up to what appears to be her bedroom, and drop her off. You begin to look around her room a little, and notice she has a dildo in her bedside table, which appears to be about 12 inches.

Just as you picked up the dildo, you heard the front door open, and went downstairs to find Daisy standing in the doorway. She is wearing this really sexy, black dress that looks very good on her.

"Hi, John. Is Margot okay?" she asked.

"Yes Margot is fine, she is upstairs in what I think is her room," you replied.