I could not move. Ever since McAllister had gathered up his belongings, packed his suitcases, and walked out of our bedroom; I had remained curled up ...n my side with my back to the door. Neither of us had said good-bye to the other.I should never have told him the truth about myself. I should never have told him that I was Cicero's genetically modified clone.Six hours ago, I had lain in this same place, facing McAllister. "I have something very important to tell you," I had said.He raised a. I went upstairs to mom’s room and opened the door. There I found mom riding my blow up doll who was wearing a strap-on. I smiled as she looked at me as I said to her,“I see you girls were having lots of fun, but I have some real cock downstairs if you are interested.” She smiled and told me to take her “air head friend” to my room and she was going downstairs as soon as she puts on something sexy.I took the blow up doll to my room then I went downstairs to tell Thomas the good news. He smiled. The fingers leave my mouth and I am grateful for the quiet moment, though fully aware this time that there is much more planned. It doesn’t take long to discover just what that might be as I feel my ass cheeks being spread and something hard, cold and wet pressing against my asshole. From the murmurs around me, I gather it is the curved end of the broken pool cue. My immediate reaction is to get away but my body still isn’t cooperating and the guy sitting on me doesn’t help. Instead, I try. Still feeling terrified, even more so now as there was so much going on; the fact that this was actually happening! What was i about to do and was this even safe! with lots running through my head he asked me a few questions and if i found the place ok ect. as we made our way up the stairs. As we went up, maybe to the third floor he explained that one of the floors was totally empty and that no on would be working there, he explained that as no one would be around on this floor it would be.