The car ride was quite enjoyable, even though Courtney was drunk, and she has a knocked out 'friend' in the back. She was just going to keep her for a little while, but then what? She would worry about that later, she was getting close to her vacation home in the backside of LA, it was quite isolated even for LA, so she was not worried about anyone seeing her bringing Shirley in. The limo drove up to the front gate, Courtney rolled the window down and punched in the password to open the gate. The limo stopped in front of the garage doors, and Courtney wasted no time. She opened the limo's black door and unbuckled Shirley.

She had a little trouble lifting her out of the limo, but she soon got her out, she then slung Shirley over her shoulder and headed into the large summer home. The front door opened to a dark room. The lights turned on as Courtney placed her cargo onto the floor for a minute. She closed the front door and locked it, then unlocked the door that lead down into the basement. Putting the key in her pocket she glared back towards the lady on her floor, she no longer thought of her as a friend, now it was more like an enemy. She lifted Shirley over her shoulder again and walked down the stairs slowly, as she was still a little woozy. The basement was cooler than outside. Courtney and her new boyfriend were a little bit into kinky stuff, so she had available to her a metal spreader bar, and a black ball gag. She took the metal bar and closed the cuff around Shirley's left wrist. Then the right wrist was secured, she reached back and found some rope on the shelf and starting tying up Shirley's bare legs. The rope was wrapped around her slender ankles, above them and below them, then above her knees. At this point Shirley was starting to come around, she woke up and looked up at Courtney standing above her, she blinked a little to wake up, then started to talk.
"Courtney, what the hell are you doing?"
"Shut up, Shirley. I'm so sick of you! I'm gonna keep you here for a little while; have some fun, ya know?"
"Courtney, this isn't funny. Untie me now. Please, let's talk about this, just untie me first," Shirley pleaded.
"I think you've talked enough for tonight."
"What are you doing? No don't stick that in my moutmMMpgh!"
The black ball fit well in Shirley's mouth, she was shaking her head trying to make Courtney drop it but it wasn't working; the gag was strapped on tight. She gnawed on the ball while watching Courtney stagger up the basement stairs, she tried to scream for help but muffled cries were all that came out.
"Good night, Shirley. I'll see you in the morning."
Shirley watched as the basement door shut?but not all the way...

Shirley waited for a little while, then she made her move. She slowly inched towards the base of the stairs. She leaned against the wall and made small hops while sitting down, and sliding against the wall. She made it to the top and pushed the door open. She hopped out into the hall and past the living room. It was much warmer upstairs, she noticed the screen door was unlocked, she decided this was her break. She kicked her high-heeled, open-toed shoes off and hopped over to the front door. She unlatched the screen door and pushed it open, but when she looked over at the couch she saw Courtney sleeping on it. She knew she had to be as quiet as possible. She hopped out onto the deck and down its stairs onto the stone walkway. Since she was barefoot she wasn't making any sounds loud enough to wake a drunken person up, which was for sure. She reached the front gate, but couldn't get it to open. She tried to pull it and push it open, but she needed the password for the electronic lock. She was getting frustrated, she hopped over to the left side of the gate, but she knocked over a few metal buckets and shovels next to the garden.

Courtney jolted out of her sleep when she heard a loud bang outside she slowly got up and walked to the basement, she noticed the door was open. She raced down and looked on the floor. No sign of Shirley. She ran back up the stairs and out the front door. She bolted to the front gate, to her relief it was still sealed shut, Courtney tripped on a bucket and looked towards the garden.

|October 6th, 1999 (Revised 11/10/2k)|