I sat there in my shower chair for a minute or so allowing Jeanette washes my body and head. God, Jeanette was washing me so delicately and so firmly...at the same time that she was stirring my arousal again.After a minute or so, I decided to stop her washing me and took over control of my body. I instigated this by respectfully brushed her hand from my body. I started stroking the side of her breast. This caused my penis to stir.It didn’t take long for my penis to awaken. Therefore now, my. The whole time Cheyenne was either staring at her mothers luscious tits or round ass. She started to get horny and felt the heat rise in her. Cheyenne thought if she had control over her body maybe she could control this too. She concentrated hard to lower her temparature. But instead of cooling off, she only heated up! She started to sweat once more, sweat running down her face and neck trickling inbetween her tits and soaking her shirt. She blacked out again.When she awoke she was once more. Every morning, as soon as the clock said "6:00" I was out of there. I needed a walker -I'd finally given up on just using a cane a few months back- but other than that I was ready to go anywhere they'd let me.These days that wasn't very far. Every one of us was here because of medical problems, and the staff fussed over us until I wanted to use the cane on them. In fact, that was one of the reasons I'd fought against the walker so long. I couldn't very well pick a walker up and use it to clear. Just hold it straight out at what you want to hit, like that tree."She did, turned her head and pulled the trigger. The pan flashed, she flinched and the shot went very high. She leaned back in my arms and looked up at me, exhaling. I enjoyed the feel of her for a bit, took a breath and then reloaded the pistol, using less powder.I handed it to her and she made a thin mouth, looking very young and determined, like a twelve-year-old who couldn't get his hoop to roll straight, cocked the thing,.