Published by Faye Parker at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 by Faye Parker

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“Will it be tonight?”

The response never came. Nikki threw her phone down on the bed. Her friend, Trey, was too good of a friend. It was better if she didn’t know if it was going to happen tonight, of course, but for once, she wished he would break down and let her have her way.

She threw the covers off and got out of bed, the moonlight shining through her window. Stepping closer to it, she peered down into the woods surrounding her house. It all seemed much more ominous than in the daylight. The woods were a black wall blocking off the back of the house. The moon was full, but not bright enough so that she could see if anyone would be approaching.

Nikki saw herself in the mirror. It looked like she was ready to go out for a night of dancing. Her hair was done, make up on, and she wore a sexy little baby doll that barely covered her ass. She’d been getting dressed like this for the past couple of weeks. Waiting, hoping, and fearing for her life.

Nikki couldn’t sleep. It had been two weeks since she’d made the arrangement, and still there was no telling when it would come. That made it exciting, but at the same time, it wracked her nerves, and after two weeks of it, she finally gave in, and headed downstairs for a glass of wine.