There was a lot of noise and then I was being pulled out of the cage. No shots, no restraints, just a sense of urgency.I was taken to a completely dif...erent area than the other times. This part was more like a hospital than a torture chamber. People in scrubs, wearing masks and rubber gloves, appeared like ants on a piece of sticky dropped candy on a playground. The amount I was bleeding had them rushing all around. I had an IV put in my other thigh that was hooked up to machine that was then. Now I was in a real quandary, I did know, I was dipping my fingers in her boyfriend Mike’s sperm that was smelling a quite strong aura as I smeared it on her thighs and there was a lot more inside her pussy that had not flowed out as yet. It was not easy to plunge into some other guy’s cum but my cock head was leading me instead of my brain and my body involuntarily slipped in; between her thighs awaiting my hard one soon. Never in my wildest dreams, had I ever thought to fuck my sister so. Somehow that was worse. A couple slow steps closer and she could see it clearly. Ed’s wife, Marion, had been an attractive woman. This was no longer the case. That did it. Draga dropped the water and scrambled sideways along the workbench toward the front door. She refused to turn and present her back to the monster following her. A squawk escaped her when she almost bumped into a second intruder. Frantic, she backed up a step, hoping against hope that here was her rescuer. She looked up into. 32 it said I owed, there was a note written on it just below the total. But it wasn't normal hand writing it looked liked calligraphy, the most beautiful hand writing I'd ever seen. The note simply read: "Tyler, I can help you achieve your greatest fantasy, I can help you become a woman. Meet me in the room you saw me enter just now." I was dumbfounded. First of all how could she have known my name, I didn't tell it to her I least I thought I didn't..