My skin throbs and I mercilessly remain still. I refuse to give in to the temptation to reach over and stroke you. Your naked skin against mine drives...me, but still I remain, hands at sides. On my back, I stare at the unwatched show, still not knowing anything about the plot. Scenes of slutty, raunchy sex are running through my mind like a dirty porno. I see myself crying out in ecstasy as you fuck me. You fill my holes, stretching them tight as you use me. I can feel a tickle as a drop of my. "Morning sleepyheads!" said Steve's voice. I groaned and forced my eyes open. The sheet had been kicked off and Izzy's naked arm and leg were d****d over me. "Wazza time?" I said trying to focus."Nine-fifteen. Tea or coffee?" Shit!" I said trying to sit up, "Where are the k**s?" Don't worry about them, they've gone out, I'll explain when I bring your drinks up."We settled for tea and used the bathroom while Steve made it. A few minutes later, with Izzy and I covered with the sheet again, Steve. "Come on, the truth, Robbie." You were all, um, well, you were, geez, well, playing with yourselves," I admitted."Do you play with yourself, Robbie?" my sister asked."Uh, yeah, kind of, sometimes." It was all I could think of to say."Well, let's just watch you play with yourself," she said and they pulled my briefs right off me and started laughing and giggling."Look, he's got a stiffie, he's all excited," Francie crowed."Come on, let's watch you do it, go on let's see you jack-off, little. I don't know why really. Maybe it was a sign of respect to the human she once was, or maybe i wanted to be the last person she sees. It didn't matter. I stood in front of her holding the mask-head. She looked at it confused. There was a switch on the side of it, a click and it opened from the side. The girl's eyes widened at the realisation that this silly, degrading thing, would replace her face. She became nervous as i positioned it in front of her face. I removed her feeding tube and.