Grink goes villain mode.

Jen and Mark walked grimly up the narrow stone path to Grink's front door. They didn't even have to knock. Grink was clearly waiting for them; he swung the door wide with a predatory grin. "Get in."

They filed into his house and he slammed the door behind them. Jen turned to him, trying to to look resolute. "First things first, asshole. The cure."

Grink snorted. "You stole it, you dumb bitch. I wouldn't give it to you even if I had it. Now my turn. Where's my fucking stash?" She eyed him coolly. "Ok, fine, let's do it your way. First of all, I know it's still in your car. Where the fuck would you have had time to hide it? Second, I don't give a shit, because you've got about 20 minutes left till you happily go out there and get it for me. If you do it quick I'll even let you blow me."

Jen looked worriedly at Mark, who smiled innocently and shrugged. She turned back to Grink. "You want your stash back? Tell me which pill is the cure or I burn the whole fucking thing. I don't have anything to lose, I'm already about to be your slut **** so I might as well close the door behind me."

"That's really your bluff? That's it? You'll burn my stash." Grink laughed. "Lady, you set fire to my whole hydroponics operation. The equipment alone was worth twice as much as the odds and ends in that box. You really fucked up my whole operation here, you know? Since you left, I've been thinking about ways that you and your girlfriend here can make it up to me. You know, some things have come to mind but I wanna run them past you first. I'm sure in a little while you'll be very enthusiastic."

Jen paused and swayed a little. Grink saw that he was winning. "Now, sit down and be a good girl. I'll go get your stash, but first I want a victory BJ from my favorite little slut over here." Jen obediently sat on the floor before she knew what she was doing. He walked over to Mark, who giggled and cooed as he approached. He grabbed Mark by the hair and yanked his head back, smelling his neck. "She is so hot, I almost want to keep her for myself." Mark smiled wide and lunged forward, locking his mouth onto Grink's. At the same time, Jen grabbed Grink from behind and held his arms behind him.

Grink let go of Mark's hair and tried to pull away, but Mark grabbed both sides of his head and hung on. He lurched backwards trying to knock Jen off balance, but Jen was now holding most of his weight and he couldn't get purchase. Mark reached up with one hand and pinched his nose shut while he was pinned against Jen. He shook his head frantically back and forth, starting to run out of breath. Jen whispered in his ear. "Swallow, big guy. Just one swallow and it's all over."

Panic in his eyes, Grink held out for several more seconds. Veins standing out on his forehead and his face turning blue, he finally relented. As soon as Mark felt the telltale rise and fall of his Adam's apple he let go. Grink turned away coughing and retching. He was trying to bring the pills back up, but with his arms still pinned behind his back he couldn't **** himself to vomit. After a few seconds, he went limp with defeat. Mark went to fetch some duct tape from his garage, and he and Jen soon had him strapped to one of his kitchen chairs. "What the fuck did you do?" he asked hoarsely.