I moved the fabric up until her foot was through, and then we did the same for her other foot. I then pulled the pants up over her legs and gently pu... it around her waist, making sure the waist band did not put any pressure on her injury. "Where are your socks?" I asked her. She pointed at a laundry basket, and I fetched out two matching socks. We then repeated the same process, her balancing herself on my shoulders as I put the socks on her feet. "Can you help me with my shirt too?" . I’ve been on and off sleeping in my parents bed with them at night. Almost every night we do something. Maybe I give my dad a blow job or my mom fucks me with a strap on, something. Well about two weeks ago my mom had to go on a business trip then after that my dad had to go on one. The night before my mom left she told me my dad has a fishnet fetish and she bought me a few pairs. I had worn a pair a few times but nothing major. The next morning my mom came to my room, kissed me and left. That. I felt an electrical pulse that I couldn’t explain a moment later, but I continued working with my students. I felt the pulse again a few moments later and looked around for the source. I glanced over at Samantha, who was writing notes on her paper to make sure my distraction wasn’t counting against me in my evaluation. “Ms, Krys?” Juan Pablo’s voice brought me back to the present. He indicated on his worksheet and I saw where he had made an error. Just then I heard Daddy clearing his throat.. So I told her we should go, have fun, enjoy being away and I would do as much as I could with her though my mobility was truly limited. I used a crutch under my right shoulder since I couldn't put one under other shoulder and just kind of limped along as best I could while my left shoulder was in a sling. I got pretty good at moving around in the couple days before we left.The day we got there the weather was great. We hung out at a pool bar until our room was ready. There were lots of people.