Not at the moment I couldn’t. “How do you like this? How does it make you feel?” I asked her out of nowhere. Nothing. She was silent as I rubb...d them lightly and gently. She sat facing me looking at me, I think although it was too dark to tell if she was actually gazing at my face. She sat breathing and taking it all in. But finally, after a few moments, she spoke. In her quiet voice she told me she liked it, a lot. “What else should I do?” she asked. What else…what else should you do? Put. "You realize that your leg is infected and is seeping?" She casually remarked. Another quite obvious understatement. I had cleaned and bandaged my wound twice during the night but it wasn't healing up the way I had hoped. My very sparse herb kit was quite out of antiseptics. She grumbled and dug into her pack and pulled out some dried berries and some other leaves and ground them up and made a paste of them."Let me clean it and put this on before stitching it up. Obviously, you're not going to. I’d never seen any girl completely naked before and my heart lurched in my chest when I saw her; my semi-hard dick became her plaything in seconds. Madison is about 5'3” and small, I guess petite is the right word. She couldn’t have weighed much over 100 pounds but she packed a lot of that in her tits. They were full, round and the nipples were stood firm from rose pink circles of skin at the end of her breasts. I was trying to pull my pants off while stumbling toward her. She giggled. "We're going to be able to exchange you for Mack."Betty remembered that Mack was the member of their gang that the police had captured near Harvard Square about a month ago."I don't know if the rest of the boys want to trade off someone as beautiful as you for that clumsy asshole," Joey continued. "But we have to because he is the only one who knows where the money is." Ya," said the short, dark man with black eyes. "He isn't half as pretty as you are." Oh," Joey said with a facetious smile,.