There was a fighting kite suspended from the ceiling. There was a 'treasure' chest along the wall that probably held other boy toys.On the other side ...f the bed, behind the rug, was what Nicole would've called an oak vanity if it wasn't obviously not meant for a girl (and it had no chair in front of it); on it were guy's things like combs, brushes, hair gel, sunscreen, hydrogen peroxide, bandages, a couple of earrings and a pin (the rest of that stuff was probably in one of the little drawers),. "They sat in silence as Thomas considered what was happening to him. Thewaiter refilled his coffee cup and he drank it down. After two cups ofcoffee and two glasses of water he had to go to the bathroom. Heexcused himself and Jenny reminder him to use the women's and tofreshen his lipstick while he was there. He was amazed that no one gavehim a second thought that they just accepted the fact he was a woman.When he returned to the table Jenny informed him that she had gottenhim dresses for. Ryan kept pounding away at the tight teen ass in front of him, again blood was visable along with a bit of shit that the young girl could not hold. His climax built and then he filled her forbidden hole with his seed. He then stood and forced the brunette to clean him up.The lads had then dressed the girls as best they could with what they had left. They were starting to come round from the drugs. Ryan stuffed enough coke into their handbags to ensure if the police stopped them they would look. It was an endless, miserable cycle of work, hanging out with your family, venting your frustration to one another and jacking off in your rooms. Nobody remembers who it was who first started bringing up the subject but despite being all family, eventually you all began to confide in one another about how desperate you all were to get off with another life form, after all you were all in the boat and if you were going to suffer, it couldn’t hurt to suffer together.Likewise, none of you remember.