She told me it was a pill that would keep me conscious, but would make me very weak and barely able to move, perfect for her to get me ready and have ...hings set up. After a while and nothing but silence, grandma got off me and pulled me off the couch crashing onto the floor, I guess the fact I barely struggled she knew the drug had taken effect, ?time to untie you? She untied me and then removed all my clothing and put them into a black sack, which I caught a glimpse had all my other clothes. Mind you it was dark and I was facing away. I could not see who was touching me. I felt his towel on my back, hence he was also now fully naked. He put his tool on my ass cheeks. I was instantly hard, and felt something get bigger harder rub my ass cheeks. He took my hand reached back and let me feel his tool and balls. I was ready for that! I turned around I could tell he was latin, but quickly starred down to his cock, that kept getting bigger and firmer in my hands, as my hand was jerking. He rolled off her, fighting the urge to hurl at the stench.Flipping the blankets back, he scolded her, "Couldn't you wait until morning, bitch?"Dawn remained motionless and didn't answer."Dawn? Answer me, Dawn!"Grabbing her face he opened her eyelids. Her eyes were rolled up."Dawn! You're scaring me."Noticing her in the light, her skin was an odd shade of purplish gray. When he leaned close to her face, he could tell she wasn't breathing. And when he pressed an ear to her chest, he heard. ”He didn’t have a surfboard rack on his car but it didn’t matter. It was an old Kingswood station wagon, rusted and a bit worn and tatty, but big, so we put the board in the back. We didn’t bother to get changed. I only had my wetsuit, and some shorts and a t-shirt in my backpack. You’re not supposed to drive in thongs or without a shirt but Mattie did anyway.The house was an Edwardian wooden bungalow, with boards which were once white but which were all peelin’ now, and Windsor-green doors and.