Home Invasion at the Wakefield Residence
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Category:
S through Z › Sweet Valley High
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
10,522
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Sweet Valley High, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Elizabeth and Jessica
Chapter Two: Elizabeth and Jessica
Frank had scoped out the exterior of the Wakefield residence ahead of time. He studied the comings and goings of the twins. Oddly enough, there was never any sign of the twins' parents or of the twins' older brother. Frank had snooped around the neighborhood and learned that there was a family of five living at the Wakefield residence, but the twins seemed to always have the place to themselves.
All the better, thought Frank. The twins will be all the more vulnerable when it's just the two of them. No mommy or daddy or big brother to rescue them.
"Here's the plan," said Frank. "Luke, you ring the front door bell. Tell them your van broke down and ask if you can use their phone to call for a tow truck. Darrell and I will break in through the back patio doors. We'll have them surrounded."
Luke and Darrell nodded.
It was eight-thirty at night. Elizabeth and Jessica were watching television in the living room.
"Want some orange juice? I'm going to get some," said Jessica.
"Sure, thanks," said her sister.
Elizabeth picked up the remote contol and began channel surfing. She heard Jessica puttering around in the kitchen. Then she heard a loud sound of something hitting the floor.
"Oh, shit!" she heard Jessica exclaim.
"What is it, Jess?" asked Elizabeth as she continued to channel surf. She did not bother to turn to look toward the kitchen. She had learned from experience that Jessica had a tendency to be melodramatic about the littlest things.
"The stupid orange juice pitcher slipped out of my hand! There's orange juice all over the floor!"
"Well, clean it up," said Elizabeth.
"Aren't you going to help me?"
"Hey, I'm not the one who spilled it." Normally Elizabeth was a sweet and helpful girl, but tonight she was not in the mood. She felt very comfortable on the couch and did not feel like getting up.
The doorbell rang.
"Are you going to get that?" asked Jessica. She was annoyed at Elizabeth for not offering to help clean up the spill in the kitchen.
"Yeah, yeah," said Elizabeth. She got up from the couch and headed for the door.
Luke stood outside on the front porch. His heart raced at the anticipation of that night's agenda: the home invasion, binding and gagging the twins, raping them and then transporting the twins away to their secret hideaway where he and his buddies could take their time gang-banging those luscious twins. They planned to do it all with the twins: vaginal rape, sodomy, and forced oral sex.
Luke put on his most innocent expression on his pretty face to make the twins think he was no threat.
Frank and Darrell wore dark clothing and ski masks as they made their way toward the back patio glass doors.
Frank smiled when he found the sliding glass doors were not even locked.
Those twins are so stupid and careless, thought Frank.
He peered through the glass door. He could see one of the twins heading for the front door.
Here goes, thought Frank as he carefully slid open the patio door. He and Darrell slipped inside. They had their guns drawn and ready. Darrell carried a bag containing duct tape, rope and handcuffs.
Jessica had her back to the intruders. She stood at the kitchen doorway and watched Elizabeth answer the door.
I'll clean up the spill in a moment, she thought. Maybe there was some cute boy at the door. If so, Jessica wanted to be there to pounce on him. She never liked to pass up an opportunity to flirt with a prospective boyfriend.
Frank had scoped out the exterior of the Wakefield residence ahead of time. He studied the comings and goings of the twins. Oddly enough, there was never any sign of the twins' parents or of the twins' older brother. Frank had snooped around the neighborhood and learned that there was a family of five living at the Wakefield residence, but the twins seemed to always have the place to themselves.
All the better, thought Frank. The twins will be all the more vulnerable when it's just the two of them. No mommy or daddy or big brother to rescue them.
"Here's the plan," said Frank. "Luke, you ring the front door bell. Tell them your van broke down and ask if you can use their phone to call for a tow truck. Darrell and I will break in through the back patio doors. We'll have them surrounded."
Luke and Darrell nodded.
It was eight-thirty at night. Elizabeth and Jessica were watching television in the living room.
"Want some orange juice? I'm going to get some," said Jessica.
"Sure, thanks," said her sister.
Elizabeth picked up the remote contol and began channel surfing. She heard Jessica puttering around in the kitchen. Then she heard a loud sound of something hitting the floor.
"Oh, shit!" she heard Jessica exclaim.
"What is it, Jess?" asked Elizabeth as she continued to channel surf. She did not bother to turn to look toward the kitchen. She had learned from experience that Jessica had a tendency to be melodramatic about the littlest things.
"The stupid orange juice pitcher slipped out of my hand! There's orange juice all over the floor!"
"Well, clean it up," said Elizabeth.
"Aren't you going to help me?"
"Hey, I'm not the one who spilled it." Normally Elizabeth was a sweet and helpful girl, but tonight she was not in the mood. She felt very comfortable on the couch and did not feel like getting up.
The doorbell rang.
"Are you going to get that?" asked Jessica. She was annoyed at Elizabeth for not offering to help clean up the spill in the kitchen.
"Yeah, yeah," said Elizabeth. She got up from the couch and headed for the door.
Luke stood outside on the front porch. His heart raced at the anticipation of that night's agenda: the home invasion, binding and gagging the twins, raping them and then transporting the twins away to their secret hideaway where he and his buddies could take their time gang-banging those luscious twins. They planned to do it all with the twins: vaginal rape, sodomy, and forced oral sex.
Luke put on his most innocent expression on his pretty face to make the twins think he was no threat.
Frank and Darrell wore dark clothing and ski masks as they made their way toward the back patio glass doors.
Frank smiled when he found the sliding glass doors were not even locked.
Those twins are so stupid and careless, thought Frank.
He peered through the glass door. He could see one of the twins heading for the front door.
Here goes, thought Frank as he carefully slid open the patio door. He and Darrell slipped inside. They had their guns drawn and ready. Darrell carried a bag containing duct tape, rope and handcuffs.
Jessica had her back to the intruders. She stood at the kitchen doorway and watched Elizabeth answer the door.
I'll clean up the spill in a moment, she thought. Maybe there was some cute boy at the door. If so, Jessica wanted to be there to pounce on him. She never liked to pass up an opportunity to flirt with a prospective boyfriend.