Someone other than himself was touching his cock for the first time, and it was the best thing he had ever felt. He wanted more, though. He wanted ...ll that he had been promised. Kim watched, breathless, as her friend lifted herself up a bit, moved her face closer to her brother’s groin, then opened her mouth and allowed her lips to slowly slide down over the helmet shaped head of pole sticking out in front of her. “OHHH, GOD!!!” Tony moaned loudly, twining his fingers through Liz’s thick red. I had even painted it a glossy metallic black. Rigging a painting booth in the shed had been a challenge, but the results were worth it. The sleek black curves made me think of a modern bat-mobile. Glass was in the windows now and I had charcoal gray leather seats installed. The back bench could hold three easily and the driver and passenger seats were comfortable buckets.I grabbed a sandwich and a jug of water and headed back out to the machine shed as twilight crept across the yard. Putting. ” Jason joked, grinning to himself. He turned around to sit on his bed and froze when he saw his mother’s expression.Helen was still on all fours where he had left her, and had turned her head so that she could face him. She was staring at him with a mixture of hurt, disbelief, anger, and frustration - incredulous that he had left her without a thought.“I’m glad to hear it’s not just me.” Emma laughed.Jason stared for a moment, surprise making Emma’s words not register with him.“Jason?” Emma’s. I wasn’t diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder until I was 42. More precisely I was told I was a High Functioning Autistic previously called Asperger’s Syndrome. Some autistics hate the high and low functioning labels because severe autistics can still have great talents and those at the other end of the spectrum like me have so many issues. Me, I don’t give a fuck what it’s called, it is still the same thing to me. What? It is true! I called the story Aspie in Wonderland – the good, the bad.