“my Leonie.” I said. “she was with her eyes closed. “ummmm,” she said. “can I remove your gown” I asked. “why are asking me sir? With ...his, don’t we belong to each other? Do you have to ask? I am now completely yours and do as you will.” She said, and arched her back, helping me to remove the buttons, and get her hands out of the gown. I had to now jut slide the gown off which I did. She lay before me in all her glory, except for a tantalizing pair of silky pink knickers. I left this for later.. .."Hey! You're peeing. Lemme see."Damn!I studiously ignored her, staring at the wall."Can I hold it?" she asked, standing slightly behind me and peering around."No. Go away, Cassie," I begged. My bladder was gradually becoming painful."How come you have an erection? Can you pee like that? Here, let me hold it for you." No ... And no," I said brushing her hand away."No what?" Cass, go away," I ordered firmly."Fine. I'm gonna take a shower," she grumped.When the shower started I sighed with. A freshman atUCLA, she was a young girl approaching young womanhood.They walked to the side door of the van, opening it, and rolled ontothe electric lift, a teenager in a wheel chair. This was Cindi's sisterDebbie. Debbie was 17 and a senior at West Fernando High School. Shewas confined to the wheel chair, with a degenerative nerve sickness.She had not walked since she was 9. The illness had sapped her ofvitality, her body bent, unable to feel beneath her waist. Debbie'seyes were alive and. He’d lost his friends a while ago. Every time a gap opened up I moved into it, slowly making my way forwards. Some asses at the back were sending surges through the crowd by pushing forwards. The surges gathered momentum as they travelled and by the time they reached me they were rolling waves of humanity. I staggered forwards a few paced. “Shit,” I muttered under my breath as I was battered from side to side. I grabbed the hips of the guy in front of me before I ended up on the floor being.