Julie and i were always fucking, it seemed. sometimes julie's little sister would knock on her door, come in and whisper in her ear and ask if she co...ld have sex. julie would just look at me and tell me "whenever your ready for her". i always seem to get hard quick so her little sister never had to wait too long for me to get hard for her. it didnt take long before julies sister got use to my dick size. julie would tell me that her little sister would tell julie that she wanted to try a. " I said, "hi Matt, my name is Kyle." He said, "It's nice to finally know your name. Do you want to come into my garage? " i said OK. I drive my wheelchair into his garage and he closed the door behind him. I asked, "What are you doing? " He replied, "just giving us privacy." He unzip a silver gym bag and got out a gag and then he went behind of my wheelchair and said, "open your mouth." I open it and he putted the gag in it and he pushed my head down and belted it behind my. A few months ago we had a neighborhood watch meeting where they had us input each other's phone numbers in case of emergency. Well, wasn't this ache in my heart, not to mention the itch between my legs, somewhat of an emergency? I took a deep breath and pressed call."Hi Beth," he answered."Hi Ron," I said lamely."Did you forget something?" he asked, sounding somewhat amused."I was ... um ... wondering if you wanted to come over and get your t-shirt," I said, knowing this wasn't about the. (But... ) Z, its dinner time. One easy step. (But) Oh hell, easy steps.I announced dinner and headed for the crockpot. I said to Rick, “Mostly it’s just Fran and me for dinner. But with a guest, we all use the floor. Fran got the hint and got three beach towels laying them on the floor like spokes on a wheel.Dinner was stew served in three soup mugs with handles. I had to say, “Rick, please sit here” as he seemed totally unsure of what to do with himself. He sat. I set his bowl down, got mine.