Since she has finished with her ordeal, she could take care of this business herself, but I do most of it for her. I wash her hair, scrub her back and...generally pamper her as much as I can. I also take care of her pussy where her burn is developing a nasty scab. I wash it as gently as I can but Candy cannot control her whimpers. It must hurt like a son of a bitch. I apply more antibiotic ointment on it. Her pussy is very swollen from the battering last night but it seems that no permanent. I look at Mrs. Reynolds and kindly interrogate, "My sister Ira has been injured and my primary mission was to protect Ivan. However..."She interrupts, "Yes Alexi, I can protect Ivan and you must protect your sisters."I ready myself to fly out the door when Mrs. Reynolds wonderfully reminds me, "Alexi, you might require more magazines." She then delivers a container full of replacement AR-15 magazines.I reply, "Thank you Mrs. Reynolds for the extra magazines." I open the door and sprint in a. I reached toward it, and brushed it off of her head gently “You’re...” I started - closing my eyes tight “You’re....Very, Beautiful” I said. Still holding her hand. I loosened my grip slightly; I didn’t want her to hurt herself trying to pull away from me. But instead she sat up and looked at me “How?” I just started at her “What?” I asked completely confused “How am I beautiful?” she said, slightly smiling. My mouth started twitching, fighting a smile. “Well, your hair suits you well, and. When my parents died, a lot of their stuff ended up in my garage because I had space. There were boxes of photos of people I didn't recognize, and I wanted answers. First, I started scanning and documenting them, and then I set up a home file server so that my aunts could remotely access the files to provide information.I ended up expanding the server, and now I have more than twenty relatives using it for storage. Each person has access to their own exclusive folder, one shared by immediate.
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