To John’s horror Bob yelled out to his friends in the other two workers were standing in the room with him. Bob spoke first, “looks like we got so...meone here that likes boys too. You have some nice videos on your computer here.” He reached over and scrolled through his favorite videos, many of which were men and boys getting ass fucked by other men and women. He clicked on one where three businessmen were fucking a young man. The sounds of him groaning as he was being fucked filled the room.The. . I missed it. I opened my eyes. The dark haired girl was sitting next to me, still clothed in that dark dress and looking at me with concern. I seemed to be lying on my back on a bed. Based on the stone walls around me it appeared that I was still in that strange new area attached to my broom closet.The girl spoke: “You’re ... Tom, right? I’m sorry, you startled me. I fixed your skull and there shouldn’t be any brain damage, okay?”Brain damage? I sat up, too fast. The room tilted and my head. Don't say that." I cried to myself quietly. "I'm sorry, Julie. I hope it doesn't come to that. Dad sure will be angry that we hid from him though", he said flatly. "I know. I don't want to think about it." Brad hugged me, his arms kept me close as we sat against the wall together. I was a mess. Tears were running down my face and my brother reassured me that we'd be okay. Mrs Stevens came back shortly after and asked us what happened. I started on. I don't think she understood me through my. A pleasant two hours was spent there and perhaps a little more wine drunk than should have been by two of the party, on the way back to Lakes Entrance Anne decided she was going to sit in the back with Ray. Obviously the wine had removed a few inhibitions because as we drove out of Paynesville the two in the back were kissing passionately a slight adjustment of the mirror showed that Ray had his hand inside her skirt enjoying the ease of entry that her lack of panties allowed. It didn't take.