" I know," Carol said anguishing over the right and wrong of this againstthe knowing and not knowing. She too worried over the boy. She was sureit wou...d help him, but she wasn't positive. That slight bit of doubtweighed heavily on her because there was a child involved. "Then youalso know that we really can't do that," Helen said."We could do it for the sake of possibly recovering his memory. Thatwould be therapeutic, even beneficial and well within the scope of ourcare," Carol said quietly,. Emma planted a single gentle peck on her lips and pulled back. That was nowhere near enough so Natalie took control now. Her hands left her waist and grabbed Emma’s head. She guided it by her hair towards her face. Emma’s hands were cradling Natalie’s head but Natalie’s were forcefully pushing the other girl’s head to hers. Not that she had much resistance, as she gladly placed her mouth exactly where Natalie wanted it. They kissed passionately for a few minutes. Their lips gently. " You are kidding. That was a terrific blowjob. Maybe it's a genetic trait. I see where Sandy gets it from. And, I must say, you are quite a beautiful woman. I also see where she gets her looks from." Oh, aren't you sweet, Neil, maybe you'll get another blowjob before you leave. But, right now, I think you should make love to Sandy. If you don't mind, I'd like to watch," and she got up off the bed and went over and sat in a chair.I certainly didn't mind and by now I realized her daughter had. There was a big puddle of blood on the ground—she must have scored an important hit. Examination of the site made it look like she had actually hit the tree, instead of the Indian. But her bullet had knocked a big splinter of wood from the tree; it was almost certain that the splinter was what had wounded the Indian. If she had been lucky enough to cause a big gash, then she had gotten a lot of return on her investment of that bullet, and the amount of blood on the ground indicated that was.