I though, then whished that I had kept my mind shut as they probably would. Jack came into the room with apiece of toast in one hand. ?Good morning?...he said, ?did you sleep well? I put a little sedative into the IV to help you. We don’t want you too stressed do we? You should be able to get some movement in your body?, he said, as he turned of the tap and the water started to drain out of my now painful stomach. The IV was now empty and I could flex my arms and legs but this just sent jolt. Eating each other out, fucking with the dildo, masturbating, cumming. Hell, Patrick even got nailed in the lens when Kelly orgasmed. She was rubbing her clit as Yvonne sucked her nipples. Patrick was damn near fucking Kelly with the camera lens. When Kelly blasted off, she sprayed down his lens.After the hour, the girls were done. Both had cum twice. Kelly was shocked at how turned on she was, knowing the ultra-graphic shots Patrick had taken of her cunt, her butthole, and everything else she. It was indeed very different out the back from our memories of the previous summer; a new steel framed barn-like building, twice the size of the old brick cold store, now completely dominated the yard. The previous crushed hardcore surface had been replaced by a wide expanse of clean and bright concrete, and Mr Johnston turned and explained."It's been a busy year! Now that we're having frequent deliveries and collections with the big thirty-two foot articulated lorries, which need unloading. Mom got up for work in the morning, sent me to dads, well now I guess Uncle Marks room and wake him up. In retrospect now I realize how rude that was. There really never was a reason to wake Uncle Mark or even Dad at that time of the morning. Because all either of them did was wake up. I ate, got dressed and left for school shortly after mom left for work without the help of either of them. Maybe I needed that when I was younger but not later on when this all happened. Well anyway back to my.