Time seems to slow down as Karen begins to reach for her purse, you seem to be stuck in place frozen by the situation. As her hand reaches the bag your body begins to act on it's own, you dive to the other side of the purse and crawl under her wallet.
"Well shoot!! I knew I should have made sure that cap was on tight. Goodness there is ranch all over this thing." Karen says.
You watch as she removes the bottle. "Whew" you think, "That was clos-"
Suddenly the purse begins to move and you realize Karen is picking it up and even worse, opening it up. Light is pouring in, and there isn't much time to act, you see a small pouch on the side and decide it's your best bet and flip into it. There's some jolly ranchers that are nearly as big as you are and you nestle down between them. The pouch prevents you from seeing what's going on but you can feel Karen adjusting the purse. Your pray she doesn't feel the sides and realize that you are in there.
"Yep, ranch everywhere! Hahaha when I said I loved ranch I didn't mean THIS much!" Karen says.
"Hahaha that's too funny! You figure you could just dip your sandwhich straight into there, get some of it up." a new voice you don't recognize says. Someone must have heard the commotion and come over.
"It's alright- this thing is my old one anyway I'll just clean it out when I get home." Karen says. Your heart sinks. Now there is a definite time clock on your escape from Karen. You think back to her conversation earlier, she said she had wanted a tiny but she didn't say what for. Maybe she'll keep you as a sex slave. She was absolutely gorgeous. Might be best to stay inside. Better the known danger than the unknown danger, you think as you hear.
"By the way I don't believe we've met I'm Susan."
"Hello Susan I'm Karen."
"I've got to say you just have to be one of the most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes on, are you a model?" Susan asks.
"Well....I've done a little bit here and there," replies Karen sheepishly.
The two women begin to talk, now is your chance to try to make an escape while they're distracted.
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