The damage from the blood pooling in the right side of his brain is another. There's no telling what kind of damage was done until he wakes up."If he ...akes up, you mean, Will thought grimly."He's in an artificial coma now. We've done all we can do from a surgery standpoint for now, and it's all 'wait and see' from here on out." So all you know right now is that he isn't dead, but that you don't know whether that'll change," Will summarized, and the doctor shrugged."Mr. Liebkind, I've been a. " My stomach jumped into my throat at the mention of my gift fromRob. I still could not believe he had done that to me. As a matterof fact, I still couldn't believe Jennifer had told him about thatpart of our agreement. I wondered what other intimate details ofour lives she had shared with him. "Why does he get a say in what I do," I responded in a low voice. She ignored me and started handing me pairs of black panties andtheir matching bras. I examined each item as she handed them to mebut my. Cory releases my hardening cock and starts to walk away ... she pauses and turns. "Oh, by the way - we know about the cameras in the poolhouse". She smiles and adds "We each want a copy of us being fucked in the poolhouse. Hmmm ... that means you get to fuck me again for the camera". She turns and leaves me dumbfounded - standing in the poolhouse with a rapidly wilting cock.The night progresses and the BBQ is done - the girls don their bikinis and head into the pool. Cory drags me into the pool. Life would be a bitch for him, at the very least."Eddie, don't count on Jamison. Call Mission, if she hasn't raided that club, we can try to talk to the club manager. If she has, maybe we can get a half hour alone with him." I suggested.While Eddie did that, Osborn and I went out to round up the girls on the cheerleader's computer. Jamison coded them on his computer as the names of fruit. You know like apple orange pear ect. The Cheerleader had them by name on her computer. Her contact with.