"She has a spinal injury. The money you have been wildly throwing around has been like a godsend to us. Although nearly all the medical is paid by the...state, you would be surprised how many other expenses there are." Keith, as a gesture of thanks we would like for you to give this chair to her. There are a few changes to be made before it will fit her. Tell Sir Willy I said I would appreciate it if he took care of everything. When this is over I'd like to meet your daughter if it would be. “Angel?” asked Don.She smiled again, bigger than before. “Well then, I’ve learned your name now, haven’t I? Or, at least what you like to be called. Angel it is, then. At least I know what to call you. Now, let me freshen this up.”Don took the compress off her head, walked to the kitchen, and re-wet it. He set it gently on her head and she winced again. “I know Angel, it hurts. But this seems to be helping, and right now, that’s what matters. Now I want you to rest, and heal.”Don rose to go. I told Bevvie we were going to walk, and we began to hike through the woods. We went quite a ways, and it was nice to be under the shade of the dense trees and get a break from the warm, end-of-July sunshine. We looped back, and were actually only about 75 feet from the beach by the lake when Jean-Luc spotted a tall platform in the trees."It's like an old ranger stand or something," I said."Let's go up," we both said at once.I started climbing up and Jean-Luc got on the ladder after me."Great. She bites her lip as she feels his tip press against her womb entrance. Completely full, she remains still as their pelvises press against each other until he takes hold of her hips to stabilize her as he thrusts upwards. She shrieks in delight as she takes his pounding and she fondles her breasts. Her starving pussy squeezes hard on Batman’s cock as she orgasms again, desperate to drink his man-milk, which he gives up at her urging.Oh shit! She thinks. She forgets that today isn’t safe. Or is.