“Do you know where the Key is?” Abby asks. “That’s like hundreds of miles away.” Abby says shocked and I think a little worried about travelling so far from home. “Look into her eyes and watch.” I order the black haired girl and watch as she stares into the redheads eyes as she panics and struggles to draw in a breath, a breath that wont come. The black haired girl just looks down at the redhead who had been released from the throes of her orgasm and is looking up with tear filled eyes pleading with the black haired girl not to do this but to instead help her escape to get away from me and get to safety. “Wh-what?” Abby stammers confused at my sudden movements, a second later her legs give out and she starts to fall to the floor but I quickly catch her to stop her from hitting the floor and getting hurt. She cries out as an orgasm ravages her making her collapse against me shaking and in tears, I push her off of me and she falls to the floor still shaking with tears running over her face. I put the car into gear and we screech off down the street and on our way to Glastonbury to find The Key Of The Beast that will
