“Good morning, sleepyhead,” one said.
Robin’s sleepy eyes opened. With a sudden shock he realized that he was naked. His arms convulsed to cover himself, but the shackles held him fast. , his panicked mind shouted. His eyes widened.
The first girl had wavy hair parted off-center, dark, piercing eyes in heavy makeup, a slim nose and rosebud lips. Her legs were silky in glistening hose, the stocking tops barely showing. Her high heels were white with a low vamp. She had an amused smirk on her face.
With a greater shock, Robin realized that he knew the second girl—Danielle—a recent junior-college transfer to the Valentine Academy. She was in two of his classes. He’d asked her out a few times; she had accepted once. They went to a movie. He got a few kisses afterward. He had wanted more bu
