Chapter Nine
A Girl’s Worst Nightmare
Kathleen swam up through the blackness, thrashing to escape the sticky muck of unconsciousness deep in her mind. She moaned as she struggled to reach that tiny pinpoint of brilliant light above her. There was a man’s voice next to her.
“She’s coming out of her sleep,” Vance said. “She’ll still be weak as a kitten until the paralysis wears off.”
“Good,” replied the robust voice. “Now we can have some fun with her.”
Kathleen’s sky-blue eyes fluttered open. She stared up at the light above her, puzzled until she realized she was lying on her back, looking at the ceiling. She turned her face, surprised to see her arms laid out in a narrow “V” on each side of her head.
There were two men beside her, their naked chests visible over the edge of the exam
