Q bent over and touched Frederic's forehead. A white glow accompanied this move. Frederic blinked his eyes open. "Where am I? Ow, my head hurts." He t...ried to bring his arm to his head and screamed out in agony as he tested both his broken arms. He then fruitless tried to get to his feet, but his legs didn't allow this."Easy, Phalanx. Almost every bone in your body is broken and every muscle is bruised. You were dead and would still be if I hadn't helped you. It will take some time to heal all. Every time she turned around the hands of the clock seemed to have raced ’round the face again and yet each minute trickled by like treacle. This week was an agony of waiting and yet there was a strange pleasure in it. She savoured each moment, dragging out little chores into lengthy processes that gave her time to think while her body undertook the mindless physical work. Her thoughts were thick with memories, moments distilled like aromatic oils until they were just the essence – a. He watched as the soap lathered up on her breasts. Beneath the cloth, he felt her nipples harden. Daddy was embarrassed when he felt himself harden as well.Ignoring it, he kept going, trying not to notice the changes in her."Stand up honey, so I can wash your bottom" Daddy directed her.She got up and first turned away from him, legs spread, so he would wash her behind and slide the cloth between her legs to her most private region. The cloth slipped and daddy's fingers grazed against her mound. Leaving the cave would hurt, maybe even more than leaving the house had. She had found the cave by accident when running from the priests for the first time. Scared and cold she had crawled inside the tunnel, only venturing deeper inside the mountain after she had come back from the village the next week. She smiled as she thought back. Following the tunnel inside the mountain, she had come upon a big cavern. The funny part had been, that is was a furnished place. Carpets on the floor, there.