It was late. That's about all she knew. She had forgotten to wear her watch, and she didn't have her pager on her either. A sigh left her lips as she sat up from the sand beneath her.

"Fuck..." She breathed, feeling that sand had made it's way into her shirt and even her bra. It was too damn late to deal with this. Her mind was spinning from the alcohol she had consumed earlier. She could barely see the stars above her; the moon, however, was big and shining over the waves in front of her. Litho sighed and rubbed her throbbing head. Man, she was hungover. How did she even get on the beach?

She couldn't remember; and it didn't matter anyways.

Litho looked to her right and reached for her purse. Damn, she was surprised no one had stolen it. Not that there was anything really valuable in it. She chuckled to herself quietly and put the bag over her shoulder. It was covered in sand from laying next to her for however long she had been asleep. Litho sighed loudly as she began to slowly stand up; it was hard to keep her balance in her hungover stupor. She nearly fell flat on her ass back into the sand beneath her; the thought making her laugh out loud.

"Something funny, beautiful?"

She heard a voice from behind her, making Litho spin around to see who had snuck up on her. She didn't even hear their footsteps coming up to her.

A tall, blonde haired man stood a few feet from her with a smirk on his lips. He looked very, well, rebellious. He wore nothing but black, much like her, and had a long trench coat enveloping his pale form.

"The fuck, man?" Litho spat at him, backing away. "Don't sneak up on me like that, you prick!"

The man laughed a bit and continued to look at her with a smirk. "Hey, sorry. I wanted to make sure you were okay. I saw a chick passed out on the beach...I thought you were injured."

Litho rolled her eyes and scoffed a bit, dusting the sand off of her pants. "I'm not injured...Just a bit hungover." She corrected him, glancing at the cigarette that rested behind his ear. She smiled. "Do you have one of those to spare?"

He nodded, chuckling a bit. "The girl who just called me a prick wants one of my cigarettes?" He fumbled in his coat pocket for a bit, pulling out a box of cigarettes and a lighter. He offered a single cigarette in his fingers to her, smiling. Litho smiled back and took a few steps towards him and bent down, taking the cigarette in her lips and waited for him to light it. He did, and she stood back up.

She took a long inhale of the tobacco, groaning in pleasure as she then exhaled. Litho continued to smoke as the man continued to talk to her. She wasn't uncomfortable around this strange person; he seemed somewhat normal and she didn't think he'd hurt her. He did just offer her a cigarette, after all.

"So, are you from around here?" He asked, lighting a cigarette for himself and taking a drag from it. "I haven't seen you before. What's your name?"

"Litho." She said, slinging her purse over her shoulder. "And, yeah, I live somewhat near the boardwalk. I have a long walk ahead of me..." She laughed, looking towards the direction of her house.

"Well, sweetheart, you're in no shape to walk home by yourself." He said, putting the lighter and box back in his pocket. "My name's David. Look, I can give you a ride home, if you want. I don't want to see a pretty thing like you out on her own this late." David smiled, taking another inhale of his cigarette. "Litho's a pretty name. Mean something?"

Litho nodded, seeing the mischievous gleam in his eyes. "Yeah. My mom used to be an artist...she named me after the lithograph method of printing."

David laughed a bit, finishing his cigarette. He leaned down and put it out in the sand; still keeping eye contact with the girl in front of him. "Very unique, sweetheart. I like it." He then stood back up and stepped a bit closer to her. "Is your hair naturally that colour?"

It was a dumb question. Litho looked towards her hot pink, curly hair that fell over her breasts. "No," She laughed. "It's freshly dyed though. My natural is a gross blonde colour. Not very pretty."

David shook his head, still smiling. "I'm sure it's pretty on you. I like the pink though; you don't se a lot of girls around here with cool hair." He looked right at her and offered her his gloved hand. "So, what do you say? Want me to drive you home?"

Litho thought for a moment before answering. Her mother had always warned her about strangers; and how men preyed on helpless girls. Her gut was telling her it was probably okay. But could she really trust him?

She nodded and took his hand, feeling the cold leather of his gloves against her skin.. "Yeah, that would be great. Thanks...Sorry if it's too much trouble."

"Not at all. It's always nice meeting new people." David chuckled as he turned around and began walking to the street a few metres away. "My bike is up here. Come on." He said, holding her hand tightly and leading her to his bike.

Litho felt a twinge of worry as she heard him. "Your bike? You don't have a car?"

David sighed, looking back to make sure she was following him. She was, albeit very slowly and carefully. He remembered she was hungover. "I have a motorcycle, yeah. Got a problem with it?"

"No!" Litho blurted out, not wanting to offend him. "No, I don't have a problem with it. I've...just never been on one."

It was the truth. She had heard horrible stories of accidents involving motorcycles; she had always been wary of them. She thought about faking it, saying she felt better and could probably walk. But, David seemed so nice and she wanted to get to know him better.

David laughed at her response as they approached the street. "Alright then. I just wanted to make sure." He said playfully, tugging on her hand a bit before letting go and walking up to his bike. He sat down on it and motioned for her to sit behind him. Litho hesitated, but carefully sat down behind him. David smiled, feeling her curves against him as she held onto him from behind. "Where do you live?" He asked, starting up the bike.

"I'll just tell you where to go. Head towards the boardwalk." Litho instructed, pointing ahead of them to the boardwalk.

But, before they could even start to move, three other boys on bikes pulled up to them. Litho nearly screamed from the suddenness of it all, but only clung to David tighter.

"David! Where the hell have you been?!" The boy with the long, dark hair asked, putting his feet down and stalling his bike. "We've been waiting."

"I went to go find food for us, but I found her passed out on the beach. She looked hurt and she needs a ride home." David said, looking back at Litho. "Boys, this is Litho."

They three other boys looked at her closely and smirked. She knew they were staring at her figure. Litho had always been bigger than most girls, and she knew it. Her hourglass figure got in the way, people sometimes calling her fat. She didn't care though; she knew her curves were beautiful.

"Litho," David said, causing the girl to snap out of her thoughts. "These are my brothers. That's Marko," He pointed to the blonde boy wearing a colourful jacket. "Dwayne," He pointed to the one with long, dark hair. "Paul," He pointed to the other blonde boy. "and the little guy behind Dwayne is Laddie." A small, long haired boy looked out from behind Dwayne with a wide grin. Litho smiled, seeing how little he was. She relaxed a bit, now knowing that David was close to these boys.

"Nice to meet you." She said, forcing a smile onto her lips.

"She's hungover and needs a ride. I'm taking her home; you're welcome to come along." David said, revving up his bike with a smirk. "Ready?" He said, looking back at the girl behind him. Another nod was all he got in response. David then sped off forwards towards the boardwalk, leaving the boys behind them.

"Should we follow them?" Marko asked, looking towards the boardwalk with a hint of concern.

Dwayne smirked, revving up his bike as well. "Yeah, lets follow them. We don't want David to hog all the food for himself."

The boys laughed loudly and quickly sped off as well, following David and keeping a close eye on the two. David and Litho stayed at the front of the group; Litho guiding David and leading him to her house. It was about five minutes from the boardwalk, in a rather isolated neighborhood. The houses were upper-middle class, not too big, but just the right size for a family. After a few minutes of speeding down the roads, they came to a medium sized house that seemed to be abandoned. The only sign of life from it was the gently flickering porch light.

"This is it?" David said, putting his feet down to stall the bike after pulling up to the house's driveway. He was expecting something much nicer looking. Litho laughed a bit, getting down from his motorcycle.

"Yeah, I know it's not much. But, it's all we really need." Litho said as she heard the other boys approaching her house as well. "It's just me and my mom. We don't need a really nice house, to be honest."

David nodded, smiling. "Trust me, I get it." He laughed, looking towards the other boys as they stopped next to David. They were all looking at Litho with curious gazes and smiles.

Litho began to feel a strange feeling in her gut; something was telling her to go inside and to do it fast. She forced a smile and held her purse a bit tighter.

"Thanks for the ride home, David. It was nice meeting you and your...brothers." Litho said, smiling at David. He flashed her a playful grin, making her blush a bit.

"No problem. Maybe I'll see you on the boardwalk sometime?" He asked, causing the others to laugh a bit and whisper to each other.

"Yeah, totally!" Litho said happily, then looked back to her house. She saw a light on the second story turn on; she knew it was her mother. Litho sighed. "Shit, I have to go now. My mother is gonna kill me. See you guys later!"

Litho turned and walked up to her front porch; she carefully opened the door and snuck inside, leaving the boys outside.

"Damn..." Marko said, causing David to look at him with a raised eyebrow. "She's got some nice curves! Why didn't you take her?"

"She would've fed us for like a week. I bet she would've tasted so damn good!" Dwayne chimed in, looking at David disappointingly.

David only smiled in return. "Yeah, yeah, I know. But I think she has potential..." David chuckled as he licked his lips. "These things take time, boys. I promise you, in no time at all, she'll be ours."

The others howled loudly with laughter before David revved his bike. "Come on, we need to find soemthing we can actually eat before the sun comes up. I'm starving."

The boys nodded and followed their leader as they rode on their bikes back to the boardwalk, seeking their next meal.