" I lifted them up as she slid it up until the neck got caught around my chin and wouldn't go any farther."Cassie, I wish you wouldn't do up all those...buttons. You know it just makes it that much harder to get it off." She worked on undoing a couple of the buttons while my head was covered with the majority of the now inside-out shirt."There." She lifted it the rest of the way up and off. "Turn around."I turned and was barely able to push the door closed before I felt her fingers slide under my. She was in an electrically powered wheelchair. She had a bouncy personality, a cute face and was about a third the size of an average woman. He legs and rib cage were stunted by a disease that was very uncommon. Her breasts were perky, though, and she was a blast to talk to. Her warm brown skin drove me up a few walls. That day she wore a paper thin white button up that was a little too tight. The spaces between the buttons crept open a few times, show that she had nothing on underneath it. As. The place was obviously a watering hole for ex-pats and business people in Hong Kong for a short time, and hopefully a good time. "Hey Twitch?" Rick heard someone shout from the far corner. "Over here, mate."Rick waved back in acknowledgement and then turned to grasp the hand of the woman at his side. They weaved their way over to the corner table where Mick Buller was sitting with what looked like a mineral water in front of him. "G'day Bull." Rick smiled, holding out his hand."Long time; no. No way she said defiantly.The debate went on for several minutes then i suggested that she give me a blow job whilst he watched.Nope,he wasnt having any of that.Finally he said that if she followed him up to his bedroom and stayed for fifteen minutes then he would consider it fair.She thought about it for a bit then agreed.She actually went first and he held back.Before he left me he whispered,give it ten minutes then come up. I agreed.The ten minutes dragged like hell but i waited.I eventually.