Let us treat your wounds." The Hopi fainted before Otto had finished speaking. Luckily for him, he stayed unconscious while Otto probed for the bullet... and cleaned out the wounds. He finished by washing the wounds with whiskey before Martha sewed them up. All three wounds were flesh wounds, no broken bones, so they would be painful, but the Hopi should recover completely. During the night, the Indian passed from unconsciousness to simple sleep, and they were able to relax and get some sleep,. Check my closet and pick out what you like. You can even wear my boxers. I couldnt really give a fuck. he said. This is what I liked about him. He wasnt a lovey dover queen gay, he was just an emo that liked boys. By the way Im getting my lip pierced today wanna join? he asked. Yeah whatever Im gonna go shower now. I said. Alright. he responded. I went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. I turned on the water and stepped in. I couldnt help but think to myself. Why is he doing this for me? Does. I was washing some simple dishes when you came up behind me, wrapped your strong arms around my waist. You gently kissed me sending shivers down my spine. “Now, don’t be in such a rush.” I dried my hands off and turned to face you. “I want you to remember this night forever.” I gave you a slight kiss on the nose. You smiled and picked me up to carry me into the bedroom. I giggled at the nice surprise. Once you had put me down, we both looked right into each other’s eyes and we both knew that. “You fucked your nephew, my son?” she yelled yanking her feet out of my hands. “How long has this been going on?” Aunt Lisa was quiet for a minute unsure of how to answer, “last night, it was just that one time, I couldn’t help it sis, I’m sorry!” Aunt Lisa pleaded. She looked as though she was about to cry, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for my big mouth. “Why on earth would you want to sleep with your nephew?” She was reluctant to answer, she promised not to tell about us, but now I had.