We have a dead body here."Don tried to register what they were saying. Dead? He wasn't dead, he'dbeen roofied. He found his voice and said it out loud...though it soundedfunny, "I've been roofied." Yeah lady, save it for the judge. Turn around." Maybe you should let the woman clean up and put some clothes on firstSarge." Okay Lieutenant." Jones, get your ass in here and help this woman get cleaned up anddressed and then cuff her."A stocky policewoman walked in, took in the scene and the naked. And now, his part is done. Monsieur, you are free. Xavier is no more. Your soul is no longer held ransom to the darkness." Helen smiled as she lay a gentle hand upon Kimberly's shoulder and squeezed. "This is Mademoiselle Kimberly and I never did catch your name the last time we met." As I just informed the lovely Mademoiselle, my name is Jacob. I do not wish to be rude, but can I get up and is there somewhere that I can wash off this muck?" He grimaced and ran his fingers through his sodden. “Fuck, yes,” I answered.Huck now once more got up and collected the plate before placing it on the bed next to my head. After scooping another handful, Huck began smearing the mashed sweet mess all over his crotch. After again scooping all he could off the plate, Huck then once more coated my face.“Looks like you’ve got a lot of cleaning to do,” he said, as he straddled my torso. With both hands now clamped around my head, he pulled my head up and rubbed his crotch into my face.Although I had. I am not sure how long, but it was a while. Finally the trunk opened. I looked in and all I saw was a pair of my fuzzy slippers and a little baby doll nighty that would just barely cover my ass and cunt. It was also shear and could be seen thru. I might as well have been naked. I looked in the trunk to see if I over looked anything, but didn't see anything else. So I closed the trunk and bent over to put my slippers on. Once they were on, I slipped the little nighty over my head and pulled it.