Allison turned off the radio in her bedroom; just another news bulletin about a prison break. She had gotten home late that evening by cab from the station to surprise her family, but they were gone and a calendar had revealed that they had left on vacation.
'I should have realized' thought Allison. 'Whenever had my adoptive family ever celebrated my birthday?' She'd been told ever since she was a little girl that she was adopted.
Allison had been adopted when mom and dad wanted children, but then they had two of their own. She had been loved, but not as completely as her younger siblings had. Even now; they were on a family vacation of which she hadn't been informed and wasn't invited.
Disappointment once again settled in, but that wasn't anything new. Allison decided to order delivery instead of fixing something to eat. When it arrived, the delivery boy side-stepped the newspapers outside; she was too tired to pick them up ... she'd get them tomorrow.
*****
Eric's heart pounded in his chest as he made his way from one shadowed area to another; always ducking at car lights trying not to be seen ... not to get caught even though the large white stripes in his prison clothes was designed to do just that. He need a refuge to recoup and plan, get new clothes, something to eat, possibly a weapon, some mode of transportation, but right now a place to just hide and get some sleep.
Eric had made it ten miles so far, but soon the sun would be rising. He had slipped through neighborhoods all quite with sleeping people, but hadn't found what he was looking for. He turned down another alleyway, listening for sounds ... nothing. Then he spotted the house and he knew it was the perfect place; three newspapers were sitting on the front stoop.
Eric glided to the front of the house; no stickers announcing an electronic security system. He'd see if any windows had been left unlocked first; breaking any glass wasn't an option as it could be spotted by a neighbor. Luck wasn't with him and the sky was starting to get lighter now; no time to be crawl to the second story to check there. The possibly he could be seen was too risky.
'Don't panic Eric boy' he told himself. 'Check the garage for a vehicle'.
He crossed swiftly, checked garage window and got lucky; it was unlocked.
'If anything, I can hide in garage all today' he thought again.
Eric's luck prevailed again; the door from the garage into the house was unlocked. A grin slashed his face; he'd be able to eat, clean up and sleep at least. Hopefully whoever lived here wouldn't be back today and he hoped their clothes would fit him.
Eric crossed over to the tool bench and grabbed the wire cutters; he clipped the electric garage door opener. If anything, it'd give him a delay to get away if they returned suddenly.
First things first; scout the house and see what's here. Eric took a knife out of the block on the kitchen counter and quietly, room by room, investigated. He pulled down the blinds and pulled the curtains in each room to give him privacy to be able to move room to room without be detected from the outside.
The master bedroom revealed men's clothing that would fit his frame; 'I'll change once I get a decent shower'.
One more room left at the end of the hall. Eric quietly opened the door; 'Damn' he thought as he heard breathing and saw the bulge of a body under the covers. He slowly opened the door; the hallway allowed some light to filter into the room from the dawn sky as the curtains and blinds had already been closed in this room.
The figure turned over on its back sweeping the covers exposing their top half. It turned out to be a naked woman with long brown hair, beautiful B cup breasts and slim build; her face was pretty. His cock started to swell gazing at her form, but first things first. Eric was sure she was the only one in the house so he silently slipped back out and shut the door quietly.
Eric made his way back to the garage; he found rope and duct tape. He cut the lengths of rope he would need and prepared loops in them before he took them and the tape back upstairs. He stopped at the master bedroom again, opened the dresser drawers until he found a pair of socks; took a pair just in case he needs a gag. He decided to go ahead and tear a piece of tape now so that it would be ready for his use.
The hallway was much lighter now even with the windows covered. He held his breath and silently opened her door again; she was still asleep. He carefully approached her bed and laid down his supplies. He quickly covered her mouth with his hand and brought the knife to her throat. "Don't move," he said in a quite controlled cold voice.
Allison's eyes popped open, her body froze in terror at his words and she started breathing hard.
Eric smiled at her shock, "Sit up; you're not going to give me any reason to hurt you are you?"
Allison sat up and shook her head 'no'; her eyes still frozen in terror.
"Good. I'll remove my hand, but if you scream then I'll gag you; understand?" She shook her head 'yes'.
Eric removed his hand and the woman didn't make a move except to tremble. He smiled. "Put your right arm behind your back," he ordered and she complied. He placed one of the looped ropes over her hand and secured it tightly to her wrist trailing the rest of the rope away from her body.
"Now your left," and Eric secured that wrist as well. He grabbed both lengths of rope and firmly brought her arms back before he removed the knife from her neck and placed it on the nightstand next to him. He quickly secured her wrists and arms together behind her back.
Eric reached for her foot and she spoke, "Please; before you tie me up completely, would you allow me to use the bathroom?" Her voice was soft and filled with terror.
Eric smiled, "What's your name?"
"Allison," she replied.
"Well Allison, since you haven't given me any trouble, I'll let you," Eric said. He pulled her off the bed and walked her to the adjacent bathroom, raised the lid and sat her down.
Allison didn't know why she had expected him to leave, but he stood there waiting for her to use it. She blushed and then proceeded to pee. Allison blushed again knowing what she had to ask, "I'm done, but I can't wipe myself."
Eric chuckled and wadded up some toilet paper, "Stand and spread your legs."
Allison stood; spread her legs and Eric wiped down her slit and his cock got harder; 'first things first' he once again thought and then flushed the toilet.
Eric looked into her eyes, "Where's the rest of the family? No lies or it'll be worse for you."
She didn't know how much he already knew or if he'd seen the calendar or not so Allison decided to go ahead and tell what she knew, "I came home last night and they were gone; they're on vacation."
"Why would they leave without you?" he questioned.
"I've been at college and they didn't expect me; I came home to surprise them," said Allison. She lowered her gaze and Eric saw a tear trickle down her cheek. He raised her head and saw the tears in her eyes, "And?"
Allison looked into his eyes and thought 'I might as well tell him before he kills me'. "I'm just their adoptive kid; I wasn't invited ... I never am," and she cast her eyes down.
Eric didn't know what to say so he walked her back to her bedroom; sat her on the bed and searched through her dresser drawers until he located a night shirt. He stood her up and slipped it over her head.
Allison was startled by his treatment of her, "I thought you were going to rape me and kill me."
Eric sighed, "You've watched too many movies. Sex is at a low priority on my list right now. It's not that I haven't thought about it and would love to feel you around my cock, but there are just more important things than that. Right now food, shower and sleep come before sex."
Allison smiled at the way he phrased it. He wasn't stupid and was thinking logically for a con on the run. "I had delivery last night. There's some left in the fridge that can be nuked or you could eat it cold. It was just fried chicken and potato salad. There might be some other stuff in the panty too," she volunteered.
Eric smiled, "Why are you telling me this?" he questioned.
"You said food was at the top of your list. I'm sure you would have found it yourself so I thought I'd save you the trouble of having to hunt. I'm hungry too and can cook, but not with my arms and hands tied," Allison spoke calmly.
Her statement made Eric laugh. "Nice try, but your arms and hands stay tied. Tell you what though; I'll just let you keep me company, but not a sound." He walked her down the hall and then down the stairs to the kitchen. He sat her on the floor and secured her to the table leg.
Eric opened the fridge in a squat position to make sure to avoid any windows. He pulled out the food and placed it next to Allison. "Where's the pantry?" he asked.
"That door over there around the corner," Allison nodded her head in the direction of the door leading to the garage.
Eric crawled over and found the door on the opposite wall, opened it and crawled in before standing up. 'Very nice' he thought as he looked at all the provisions. He grabbed a bag of potato chips and a bottle of water; then spotted a box of breakfast bars so took them too. He once again squatted down and made his way over to Allison and sat everything down with the rest of the food.
Once his feast was gathered he asked her, "Silverware?"
"Second drawer on the right," she answered.
