I begin to worry it might be Frank and the Mossad but Stacy seems very relaxed. In fact, when she walks to the lead vehicle a man jumps out and states... "Ms. Summers, here are your weapons."I watch as he hands her the golden rifle and her two pistols. I question, "I thought the News crew had those."He smiles and says, "Had is the key word."I continue, "But they are Mossad."He laughs, "Yeah, so what!"I am confused as I watch what transpires: They unload another horse, several pack animals and. After a few minutes, she asked me to flip over. A couple of things happened at once when I did. I flipped over, not thinking twice about covering myself. My Aunt had turned around to grab a small cloth and squeeze some more oil out of the bottle. She hesitated only slightly before turning back to face me. My cock was growing exponentially while my eyes feasted on the sexy mature female before me. You can imagine my Aunt's reaction when she turned. She instantly realized her nephew's young hard. I took her by bike she was sitting at the back with little space in between but after a while she came closer and kept her hand on my shoulder. She asked me : “you told me you have Karishma” Me: actually I don’t have a bike but if I tell that I would have not got the chance to drop you home.” She smiled and kept her hand on my waist, by the time we reached her home.I reached home and got a message from her asking if I reached safe. I replied yes and our conversation continued for a while. She. Three broken ribs, a shattered knee and ankle, ruptured spleen, torn ligaments - I hadn't been much better off than the Demon I'd landed on. But I was still alive.The second week, I was too weak to get out of bed and did nothing but eat and sleep to recover. The third and fourth weeks I spent trying to regain the weight and strength I'd lost while keeping everyone from guessing my motivation.Thanksgiving had passed and Christmas saw me almost fully recovered physically. I still got tired.