Well, damn, that's gonna be a really good chunk of our trip. Pat didnt drive, but I offered to help her with the driving if she wanted to take breaks.... Her name was Kathy, son was John.. She was taking her son to drop off at her ex's place for the summer.So we all chatted a bit, and after awhile she wanted to stop , take a break, eat, and asked if I would drive after that. We had lunch, then headed off again, and made our way up to I 80 in Iowa. Now Pat and I had sleeping bags and had been. More animals had moved into the valley as the weather got colder on the mountains, and some mornings one of the squad would go out hunting, in the direction I sent him. They usually came back with a kill for our evening meal.Early one afternoon, I was laying in Whistle's arms when I felt something wrong. Someone in great pain was coming into the valley, and it was Drowsy. My heart dropped; as I had feared, one of the squad was seriously hurt.I was waiting, ready, at the camp entrance when. He then asked me if I wanted him nude as well and I answered, “Yes.” He told me to lie on my back and to relax and he would make the massage as enjoyable as possible. Once on the table I closed my eyes to experience the full effect of an erotic massage. I felt his hands on my shoulders as he started applying a non scented massage oil. The massage was very relaxing and felt good and I shivered when I felt his cock touch my body as he worked his magic. I reached out and took his cock in my hand. I could still see Emma. She still had her eyes closed and looked exhausted. I lost sight of her as Angela carried me from the room. She took me to another room in the same corridor and lowered me to the bed. I flopped helplessly, unable to move anything, not even my eyes.“Stay there, Joe. I must help Emma. I’ll be back in a few minutes. Don’t worry. The effect will pass – eventually.”I was raging internally. I had been paralysed. Angela could do whatever she wanted to me. Would I disappear like.