I had been in a snow bank by a driveway. The paramedics had driven the ambulance over from the nearby fire station. Two firemen were standing in the s...reet. One paramedic had my arm. Another stood in front of me. The three teens were watching from the driveway. Someone had dug my bike out of the snow and put it up on its kickstand--the kids, probably.The paramedic had given up on taking my guitar for the moment and was now probing the front of my torso. "Any pain?" Nope." I saw the two firemen. She passes a palm across my left breast. Finger and thumb test the nipple, which hardens. Monique stands back. My turn. I approach Ty who drops his hands to the buckle of his belt. He seems disappointed when I merely take off his shirt. Softly, softly.So it continues until I am left in only knickers and bra. Ty, a man after Paul’s heart, insists that Monique retains the black stockings that match her expensive silk lingerie. He himself is in boxer shorts, a bulge at the front suggests that my. Her small hands rub against her hard nipples as they slowly wander further down her body, all the way down to her slightly wet and very sore pussy. Her fingers rub her pussy lips softly and with care as she tries to avoid the stare of the camera. The soft stroking is the gentlest thing to come in contact with her pussy in what feels like forever to her. Her mind is conflicted; the shame and disgust fills her mind as the pleasurable sensations feels like electricity through her body.The man. By this time, Bob had rolled back the sheet and exposed Sally's nude body with blood flowing slowly from her mouth and her crotch. Of course, Sally was unconscious, so they got no information from her. Mrs. French fainted at the sight of the condition of her daughter's body, but Mr. French was able to hold his emotions in check long enough to call 911 for medical help.Within 15 minutes, Sally was on the way to the ER (Emergency Room) and the French family was following behind in the family car..