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They got me back to the house, and laid me on the bed, crawled up beside me and holding me facefuck gently, shared my tears and anguish. Perhaps an hour later, I gained a measure of control. My only thought was that I had to get home. I grabbed a bag and started stuffing clothes into it, grabbed at random, without any thought of what I was doing. Jennifer gently stopped me, taking me out to the kitchen and poured me a cup of coffee, telling me she would take care of things. I shakily sipped my coffee, hearing bits of conversation from the girls. “I can get him packed, but he's in no state to drive, and I can't drive that car of his,” I heard Jennifer say. “I can drive the Land Rover,” said Jill, “and he shouldn't be alone, we'll both go with him.” Jill joined me at the table, holding my free hand while I sipped my coffee. Jennifer was in the bedroom, backing for the trip. After a while, Jennifer came in, hugged me and took Jill's place. Jill called Conner, telling him what had happened and that we would be gone for a few days. I was numb to everything around me. I, for the moment, had no interest in my project, or food, or sex. Either Jennifer or Jill was always with me, arranging to touch me in some manner. This distracted me, to a small extent, from the crushing sense of loss. Other than a distant aunt, who I had only met a few times, I had no family. The girls finally took me to bed, dressing me in pajamas I'd never worn since I had left home, the girls wore nightgowns, Jennifer's, and just lay close to me through the night. In the early morning, I was beginning to come to grips with the situation, capable of conversation and responding to their frequent gentle hugs Jill drove us first to her place to grab what she would need while Jennifer waited with me in the car. In only a few minute, she was back, tossing a bag into the back of the car and blindfold pulling us out onto the road. 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