"Ah! Empty words from one of said beauties." Empty?"I grinned and nodded. "Yes empty words. When did you last go out with a man less than half a dozen...years your junior let alone a mature one." Ok, you got me there, but they're not all like me." Sadly they are. I have this dilemma. The woman I am attracted to are the same women that took my fancy twenty years ago. Understandably, those thirty-year-olds are no longer interested in me." I said with a grin.A phone ringing and a moaning client. Then there was a knock on my door and even a bell that rang. Daddy had installed that bell especially for me."Shit, can't even take a shower for a couple of minutes without getting disturbed." I cursed softly as I walked out of it and wrapped a towel around my body before I answered the door.But as I did so, the towel slipped from my body and the bellman was award an up close and personal view of my hard erect cock."Room Service." The bellman said as he tried to say it with a straight. Please.”He pulled out, pulled up his boxers, and re-zipped his trousers so fast I couldn’t comprehend it. I stared in horror. He was going to leave me like this!“Now you know how I feel every morning.” He winked slyly, and made for the door.“No! Please, Richard! Sir, I mean, please, Mr. Starling!” “Oh I couldn’t leave you, you stupid thing.” He turned back around and laughed cruelly at my hurt and upset face. At the same time, though, he was soft and charming and oh, so sexy.Once more, I pulled. This man was gold; a cripple in a wheelchair who took out three previously fit gang members was a definite career booster.Jack thought a moment. "Lady, I'm a helpless cripple stuck in a wheelchair. What plans could I have beyond a couple of books I want to write on the stupidity of wars fought to make a few politicians and corporations richer? Look at the bloated whale we have for a U.S. Senator from this state. I found papers in Afghanistan that proved he was on the take and nothing happened.