Thread: Don't take candy from strangers!

James enjoyed himself molesting the unconscious girl, retrieving two items that were sure to attract attention, he carefully removed them without getting any fingerprints one them or so much as a hair folicle on them. Leaning over so his lips were just above her ear, he whispered to her You weren't a very good girl were you. Taking candy from strangers. This is the burden of being a naughty little whore. Leaving her with those parting words, he lowered the lid on the chest and locked the chest. His mate would be over soon, it would be a perfect time for him to take a little walk and dump these items. The skate park or perhaps the back alley near the video arcade might provide the best locations for these offloads. He had a good half hour before Bruce would make it over. Taking a little walk yet again, leaving the precious cargo locked up safe, James took a stroll down towards the shops nearby, careful to hide the fact that he had latex gloves on and that in them he clutched someone else's property. The arcade was a bit too crowded and thankfully there was nobody at the skate park. tossing the items into the grass near the pathway when he was sure nobody was watching, he continued his walk until he had returned home to dispose of the gloves and dose both his hands and the discarded gloves with the ammonia to destroy fingerprints he would have left behind on them as well as the telltale signs of the metal and plastic fibers on the gloves. Five minutes later he heard his mate Bruce pulling into the drive way. Perfect timing. He now had another alibi, he was loading his truck up with a mate during the girls disappearance. Bruce, thanks for doing this, you can crash here if you like, I still have the couches to load up and they arent going on until morning since I planned on using one of them for my own shut eye. The conversation between James and Bruce was lengthy, in the end they both had started to move things together, getting even more than had been expected done before the night got too late. Between boxes they sipped on their beers and joked about. One of the two completely unaware he was passing by an unconscious teenage girl, bound and gagged, hidden in one of the heavier objects. Was he a victim in this as well, or was Bruce as much an evil bastard like his friend, James. Who knew, maybe one day that answer will be found but tonight it was a chicken the egg sort of story. As the trick or treating winded down too, so too did Bruce James, each one passing out on a couch, getting a few hours shut eye before they could start again at 7am the next morning and hopefully with any luck be done within the hour. James really needed to get things well and truly on the road before 2pm, that was likely when Amy would regain consciousness to the point where the drug would be mostly run out from her system despite the fact it would linger for another 15 to 20 hours after that point but in much more diminished quantities. Despite his crimes, James was not affected by his morally evil choices, he slept well and without remorse. The wonderful end to his night would turn into a wonderful morning, that was no doubt the likely outcome.