I got up and ran over to her. "Emma, are you okay? Emma?" Dehydrated!" she gasped. "Need water! Now!" Don't worry, I'll be right back!" I cried.Shit! ...his was bad. This was really really bad.I quickly rushed out of the bedroom and down to the kitchen. I grabbed the first cup that I could find and poured cold water into it.I dashed back upstairs, hoping that Emma was still alright.When I reentered the bedroom, I saw Emma lying down on Becca's bed. She was holding a pair of my boxers up to her. I felt her hand move, under my left hand, on my thigh and I guided it along as it tested my acceptance of it moving higher.In one motion she adjusted herself in her seat and reached up with her right hand and, grabbing my right wrist, she pulled down softly allowing my right hand to slip down into her blouse and onto her bare right breast. In appreciation I pulled her left hand slowly, but firmly, up and onto my hardening penis.I don’t know what felt better, her breast in my hand or her hand on. It came out of no-where. We had never discussed such a thing and I certainly hadn’t thought about it. I just laughed and told her dildos were for woman. But she wasn’t laughing. She told me she had bought a douche and told me she was in charge. “Go and use this” she demanded as she handed me the douche. I could see she was turned on and so I did as she demanded. After all, I did enjoy when she got assertive. I disappeared into the bathroom and flushed. I was actually surprised to find that I. Hild took a sip and then nodded her head in acceptance.We continued with our meal and when we had finished the stew, and I think that Jane was showing off a bit, got some tinned peaches and custard and opened one for each of us. There was no need to ask Hild if she liked it, one look at her face was enough."I'm going to wash. Please show Hild the latrines. Then get her to help you with the washing up," I explained to Jane before I left the van.After that she could have a bath, and then I would.