It was very unlikely I would find a way to stand again. That being the case I began to work on a means of getting around until my pills could kick in ...to help. Thank god I have some foresight.I had remembered to purchase three thin flexible ice packs after dinner the night before. They weren’t the only things in my freezer, but they filled most of it. The ice packs worked a small miracle, those and the slightly narcotic Tramadol. I was feeling a little loopy, but not too much to still think. After he disappeared, I blanked. The next thing I remember…*************************** “Come on in, ladies. It’s kind of empty…” I pulled the key from the lock and stepped inside, taking off my shoes and dropping my backpack to the floor. Behind me my best friend Hanna and her older sister Paula walked inside. Hanna had been my friend since forever. Her long blonde hair was so long that it fell down to her ass and her brown eyes always seemed to catch me with a smile on my face. Under her Nike. The room went quiet apart from my sobbing and then I heard him unzip his trousers and the clang of his belt buckle as he removed them. He then grabbed me by the hips and lifted me. My sore bum was up in the air again and something hard and hot prodded clumsily at my legs.“Keep your bum up you little slut!” he ordered me and I obeyed, like a good girl. I rested as best as I could on my elbows my sobs ebbing away, being drown by wicked, twisted lust. I looked back in transfixed fascination and. It was quite complicated but we think that you will fully recover from it. Do you understand?Ylva let the words sink in to her mind and nodded then cautiously. So she had been involved in a car accident? She relaxed and let her head slowly fall down upon the pillow again. It seemed as she could consider herself as lucky to at all have survived the crash so the only thing she could do was to accept the facts and try to do as best she could to adapt to the situation. She would remain here for a.