After a few second of rubbing, I got extremely sensitive down there. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?”, one girl murmured. “Yeah”, another one...murmured back.I couldn’t even begin to decide how I felt. Violated, that’s for sure. Extremely violated. Scared. Horny. I wanted them to stop but I couldn’t even tell them to, let alone fight them off. The drug was taking a serious toll on my mental capabilities. The girl who had been rubbing the cream on me kept making little circles around my clit. I was. There would be so many changes to our lives.I had the grill out on the garage pad with six humongous steaks cooking on it. Lorrie and Marcy were in the kitchen, helping me with supper. They were putting the finishing touches on salad with all the bells and whistles. Marcy had slid one of those Sarah James premade sweet apple pies in the oven and was digging through the freezer for ice cream to make it a-la-mode. There is nothing like hot apple pie with ice cream melting the on top for. Maybe it is time for the cast to be removed. If so, I will be able to work again. The cast reminds me of Steven. I must rid myself of it.One Wednesday morning, I crutched nearly a mile. It was hard. When I finally got to the park, I was tired so I dropped on a bench to rest. I felt into a reverie. My eyelids got heavier. I dozed off. A strange sound startled me. A tall brawny man was standing beside me. His digital camera was pointed at me."What are you doing?" I asked angrily."I am taking. She relaxed against me."Are you going to remove it like he did?" she asked. I wasn't sure if her tone of voice was hope or disappointment."No need, honey. Mine is not permanent like he thought his was. It will be gone in a few minutes." What did you do?" she asked again.Lisa looked at me with understanding in her eyes."He's one of us, isn't he? He's one of your children, isn't he?" Lisa asked softly. I nodded."I think so. He has the same ability I do. That would tend to indicate we are related..