He appeared to be the perfect gentleman and he hadn’t once tried to jump my bones.I nodded and he said, ‘OK, fancy some food? The staff have the n...ght off, but they have laid out something in the dining room if you could stay.’Staff? Oh my God, this is how the other half live.He put out his hand and helped me stand. I was feeling the effect of the wine now and I wobbled on my heels. ‘Please feel free to take off your shoes if it makes you more comfortable, Cindy.’I gratefully slid off my heels. They didn't treat you as autistic ormentally challenged as the other people you were usually around had.Those people could tell just by looking at you that you were special.Not that they could see the real you. But in this group, you were justanother party-goer. These were your friends that you had known formany years. It was natural for you guys to be together, whether atschool or at events for special people, trips, etc. For the firsttime, you felt at ease while in a large group.Justine. See?"Megan scanned the music and furrowed her brow. "Wow! This is a piccolo feature, isn't it?"I told Megan my idea for the talent show and she laughed heartily. "Where did you get that idea?" Oh, it's just the kind of weird thing that I think about."Megan continued smiling. "I'd be happy to do this. I have a piccolo at home." I'll borrow some from Mr. Proilet." Borrow?" Megan asked.My only answer was a smile.The bell rang, indicating that the two of us were late for class. We bade farewell and. We kissed for several minutes until he got up and closed his door, locking it and not seeming to care about his sister being home. He walked over to me and pushed me down onto the bed, kissing me again and then pulling my dress off of me. He pulled his top and pants off and his penis jutted out at me, staring me in the face. He put it in my mouth and I sucked at it, hoping I pleased him. He took it out and then pulled my bra off, sucking and biting at my nipples until he finally took my panties.