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Chapter 5 by Shandy Shandy

What do the sisters do?

They try to flee

Panicking at the unexpected intrusion, the sisters jumped off the bed, desperately scampering for the door that was partly blocked by the man. They try to duck under his arms, but he's quicker and stronger than they expected. He grabs a handful of Sally's hair and grasps Grace's neck, hauling them back into the room and backheeling the door closed behind him.

With rough thrust he threw them onto the bed, standing in front of them to prevent any further attempts at escape. They look up at him in wide eyed terror, squirming away from him on the bed. Grace saw his eyes roam over their petite, scantily dressed bodies, and saw the flicker of lust in his face, making her belly flutter with anxiety.

"What are your names?" he snarled ferociously. Their only answer is to whimper and cower further away, each of them hugging at the other for comfort. His face contorts with fury and he reached out and grabbed Grace by the ankle, pulling her towards him.

"I want your names! And I want them now!" he barked, pulling her half off he bed and pinning her down with one hand while reaching for Sally with the other. She gave a terrified squeak and evaded his grasp, bouncing off the bed and streaking for the door. Once again he showed surprising quickness, leaving Grace and whirling to beat Sally to the door, pushing her against it and holding her pressed there with his body. Her breath came in frantic whimpers as she squirmed, attempting to escape. Enraged, he held her against the door by the back of her neck, his other hand pat searching her and finding her cellphone in the back pocket of her shorts.

"You think this is funny? You think spray painting this garbage in my room is a joke?" he asked in a voice clogged with anger.

"No....we're sorry," Grace answered in a timid voice. He turned his head enough to see her crouching and looking at him with terrified eyes.

"Yes...very sorry...so sorry," Sally whimpered pathetically. She squirmed, turning her head to look at him, her pretty face stained with tears.

"Your names," he growled. "I'm out of patience."

"Sally...Sally Mathewson".

"I'm Grace Mathewson. We're sisters. Please sir, we'll clean it up. We're so very sorry."

What does he say?

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