" Wise cracker, aren't you. Let's take a look," he huffed, and then pulled the sheet off of me, exposing both legs. "Christ Almighty! What the hell di... you do to your other leg?" When they yanked me out of the burning house, they weren't too gentle with me. Why? What's wrong?" I asked."Have you tried to stand on this leg?" the doctor asked.My heart sank and I answered, 'No. I was set down on the stretcher. To tell you the truth, I don't remember much of it. Not until I got here,. Business commitments used to take me all around the country. I was one of those frequent flyer guys they now make commercials about. I knew how to sweet talk the gate agents, I knew about overbooking, knew which schedules were most reliable.On the day this adventure began, my destination was Los Angeles. Three people had to miss checking in for first class, and that was likely at this time in the afternoon. I had asked the agent to save the seat next to a certain raven-haired beautiful. Sure enough, there was a new one. He couldn’t wait to read it and jerked off again to this latest conversation with BigWood telling his mom (Tits)that he was going to come over on Tuesday night when he knew Mike had a night class and sneak in the back door. Sharon was to be blindfolded, her hands tied behind her back, wearing only the skimpiest lingerie she owned. Mike couldn’t believe it. As he left for school he tried to think of a way he could take advantage of this turn of events. All day. " Sure thing, Amanda, I'm not busy, I guess I could come over to babysit Charles." Thanks so much Jeff, it's a big help." No prob, I'll see you at 7"She said, "Bye Jeff," and I hung up the phone. I figured that I probably would not have been doing anything special anyway tonight, even though it was Saturday. There were no parties going on, so I knew I would be good to go. I hung out until about 6:30, when I showered, threw on a pair of shorts and a tee-shirt, yelled to my mom that I would be.