Hold on”. With that she must have taken the shaving things into the en suite and come back with some baby oil. Then I felt the oil poured onto my be...ly before each of them placed a hand in it and started swirling it around my balls and cock and across the now bare skin of my abdomen. Slowly they started to pick up speed and were rubbing my oily shaft harder. Almost without volition my hips started to come off the bed as I pushed myself up into whichever hand was sliding down my cock at that. I was still kicking and screaming when two nurses helped hold me down. A doctor came in and lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties. For a second I thought he was going to spank me or something, but instead I felt a sharp sting as he gave me some sort of shot. In a few minutes I felt much calmer. The lady talked to me for a minute, I don't even remember what she said, and then led me out of the hospital and to her car. I spent two days in a foster home; mostly I kept to the room they gave. But we took a little side trip to see the Mark Twain National Forest, and that's where everything started to go wrong. First we got lost on a detour, and then Mom crashed the van trying to avoid a big bear that was standing in the road. We ended up getting stranded and having to walk to a main road, in a pouring rain, and were picked up by two guys. That was the first day of the second part of my life--the second part of all of our lives, actually. If I had asked you to guess how my life has. He dissolved the harem (not literally of course) and proposed to her that night. They were married the following fall. Twenty years later, and Steve and Janie were as happy as ever. One evening though, Janie was clearly out their bedroom cupboard when a box fell from the top shelf and burst open as it crashed onto the bedroom floor, spilling three black and white sketches that were as beautiful as anything Janie had ever seen. The detail of the lines, the use of nothing but charcoal, yet.