" "What are you talking about Scott, the Girl hates you! Do you remember when she sent that College wrestling guy after you?" Mouse asked. Like I coul... ever forget! A few weeks earlier Mouse and I were hanging out at a local Diner when the familiar Pick-up pulled into the lot and from the back came a giant of a Man. The dude had no neck, just shoulders. He slipped inside the door and to our table. "The Lady said you need to go!" he said in a voice that would send Andre the Giant running for the. He grabs the handles of my wheelchair and I once again have to remind him to watch the hair. Having long hair and being in a chair isn’t the most practical of situations, but the hair is, in my opinion, my best feature and I refuse to cut it. Also, Mike once told me, during a period of slight inebriation, that he liked it long and flowing around my shoulders. It reminded him of liquid gold, he said. After removing the tresses from his grip, he steers me out of the apartment and down the cement. ”“Me, too. And I’m not looking for anything serious, just someone new to hang out with and do stuff occasionally. Someone intelligent who can carry on a conversation and won’t bore me to tears. And you’re going to be RA on my floor for all of my Freshman year, so I thought maybe we could be friends.”“I’m always open to new friends,” I replied.“What about hanging out sometimes? You don’t even have to call it a date if that’s a problem for the girl you’re seeing. I’m guessing she’s OK with your. There were three younger techs that he found attractive, though he was very hesitant to make this known. The first one's name was Janet. She was 25 years old. She was a petite, short brunette with steel-grey eyes that were hard to ignore. Intelligent and creative. She was very pretty in a next-door neighbor kind of way. Her breasts were what seemed to be large B cups. They were very noticeable on her small frame. She was 5'5". She weighed between 120-130 pounds. Another feature of hers that was.