Both my legs are casted and placed in slings high above the bed. The casts are identical. They are holding my legs straight. A bar spreads them wide a...art. It is placed between my ankles and is moulded into the casts. My toes are fully exposed. I see speckles of plaster on them. A sheet is draped over my body. I lift it and peek under it. My hips and stomach are plastered. Only the area around my vagina is left free. The cast narrows at my waist, then moves up engulfing my breasts, and stops. .. wanna go in the basement?” Adam asked.“Sure,” I said. “We gonna play video games?”“Yeah, why not?” Adam replied. Once downstairs we were laughing and playing Call of Duty. Then Adam offered to show me this hilarious YouTube Video on his laptop. He pulled it towards him and opened it up. When it flashed on, to my surprise, it opened to a video on GayTube. Two teenage boys were fucking each other hard. Adam was clearly embarassed.“Adam,” I asked carefully. “Are you.... gay?”“Well, Chris, you. She was curled up to Troy, who had his arms wrapped around her; the way they’d slept together every time from before the night the picture was taken until they fell asleep last night.On that night, Julie had a bad dream. Rather than crawling into bed with her parents, she left her house, walked across the yard to Troy’s house, and got into bed with him. It was a scene that repeated over the years until Julie’s parents stopped frantically calling Troy’s in the middle of the night, because. I had to find my way back to how it was before. I felt myself getting dizzy as I stood and then the world spun and went dark.I pulled myself together by dinner time. Spring Semester had just started at the U and I wasn’t about to leave to go to Fargo Fucking North Dakota. I told Scoval I’d come up during spring break in March. He agreed to maintain the house until I got there to dispose of it and take control of the rest of the estate. Now that I’d been found, he had to file estate tax reports..