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“GRGRRMPPH!” “Don't worry, sis.” Ryan patted her head, softly. “Mom'll find you and untie you...probably...sooner or later. Long enough for me to get going, anyway.” He shrugged, stepping out of the closet, blew her a kiss, and shut the doors on her. Leaving Rachel in the dark, buried in a stinking, stifling, pile of her own worn, dirty socks, panties, and bras. It was almost enough to make her wish she bothered sorting her laundry out, like mom was always banging on about whenever she visited home. Bringing a sack of it home with her. “Urrmmmppphhh...” She fumed, her temper fraying, scowlin