"No, don't go talking. I had to put a tube down your throat to open theairway. You were about to meet your maker when I found you at my doorstep. T...e worse case of hypothermia I've ever seen plus a bit mangled.With the weather like it was last week I figured some kind of caraccident. I went out after the storm to check but couldn't find nowreck. Now I'm going to give you another sedative so you can sleep a bitmore then we'll talk later." A week? I've been out that long?" were his last. Why did Uncle Mitch want me to wear it, anyhow? He cuffed the back of my head hard enough to hurt. Then he said it again, but this time with a trace of impatience. ‘Put it on.’ I was so mixed up. I wanted to scream at him, to unleash some of the anger that Billy Whittier’s betrayal had generated in me. I wanted to throw the damn collar at him and storm up to my room to cry and lick my wounds and plot my revenge. I was going to kill Billy. But there was something else, a sweet little tingle that. My ankles were up around myears, and Jim was squeezing the breath out of me with each thrust. Hewas savage, animalistic, and I was utterly helpless beneath him.Finally, I could tell he was ready to let go, and once again, he caughtme by surprise, pulling out of me with one smooth movement, scooting up,and spraying me with come, my face, my chest. I didn't think, after theblowjob I'd given him earlier, that he would have had it in him, but hecovered me in the stuff, then rolled off of me and lay. !!Aunty:- mujhe shave karna nahi aata mujhe thoda clean hone main help kardo.Me:- theek hai but kaise aur kahan clean hona hai aapko.Aunty ne apne haath upar karke apne armpits dekhaya aur bola shave karo toh main shaving kit liya aur clear karne laaga toh aunty mujhe apne legs ssey mera lund ko jaan kar ke touch kar rahi thi main control kiye jaaraha tha.Phir sab clear karne ke baad aunty ne phir pucha ek aur help chhaiye toh main ne haan bola toh aunty ne neeche ki taraf haath karke bola ki.