She just stared at me for a while and said that I should have asked her for her lingerie before I just look the liberty and wore it. She stepped back ... few steps and said that I did look kinda' cute wearing her stuff but that I needed some help in the boob department, hair style and make-up. She then proceeded to do my make-up and re-style my longish hair into a more feminine style. After she was done with all this she rolled up some stockings and inserted them into "my" bra. She had me stand. "Don't do that."The rest of us jumped at her action and outburst. The feel of her skin touching mine calmed me down pretty quick. Jordan and Katrina took a few more seconds to recover. I held Cassandra's hand not only because it felt good to touch her, but also to reassure her that I wouldn't let go if she didn't want me to.She pressed my hand to her cheek and said, "I'll help you, Seth. Just don't let me go. I haven't felt like this in a long time, and I'll fight to keep it."Katrina watched us. The first few days back couldn't have beenbetter as far as she and I were concerned. Tits however began to get on ournerves fast. You'd think that after what was done to her at the cabin Sharon would havebeen satisfied for a while, but not mom. She started to whine that I wasn'tgiving her any attention, once she dragged her beaten, bruised and burned bodyfrom the bed we'd dumped her on when we got back. She picked a real bad time tostart in; I had just begun to feed my stiff cock into that. I checked his chest area where the man's boot print was on the dusty jacket. I thought he had some broken ribs. He started to wake up and I told him to lie still while I checked him over."Carlos, do you hurt when I touch you here?" I asked as I checked his ribs.He cried out in pain and I knew the ribs where broken. I helped him out of his shirt and jacket and opened my medical pouch I carried on the back of my belt. Pulling out the large roll of gauze I was carrying, I started wrapping his.