"Alex had been the one; at sixteen I'd been so certain he was my truelove that giving him my virginity had been perfect. I'd never imagined aworld whe...re he wouldn't be mine."So, it was for me too."Tactless cow. Apologies weren't enough, too little too late - lookingback on my screams and shouting made me squirm. When Lexia had mostneeded a friend, that should have been me.When she'd finished painting, she sat beside me on the bed. Stretchingout my legs I wriggled my toes next to hers and you. I turned it off also saving the battery though for what I wasn't sure. I decided to check it every few hours. Putting it away, I decided to think about what to do.Trying to make a few assumptions, I decided that somehow I was moved out west maybe into the Rockies or north, which would explain the trees. I was no expert on where trees grew but knew these were not Central Florida pines and palms nor did this hill match anything around Orlando. I decided that why this had happened was not worth. I could tell he was holding back so he could enjoy my wife pleasuring him with her mouth.Another biker obviously his friend walked by and said “Butch” let’s see your bitch, he signaled her to get up and turn around. Debbie obliged and smiled as she stood up and displayed her tight small body to this stranger. Butch said “go ahead feel her up” and with that he put his hands on my wife’s small breasts and rubbed her nipples which became fully erect. Butch then said to his friend “watch this”, he. I look at my legs, my hands, and my arms. Bathed in the moon’s silver glow, my body seems the color of polished copper. Weakly I raise my-self, I must look in a mirror. Am I scarred, disfigured, muti-lated?With great effort I reach the bathroom and switch on the fight. I stare down at my copper-colored hands as they grip the edge of the white porcelain sink. Steeling myself, I quickly raise my head. “Oh, my God!” bursts from my lips. “What has happened to me?” I stare at the reflection before.