When we arrived at the Hotel it was already pretty late and everyone went back to their respective rooms.Back in our room Daniel went to the balcony a...d I followed him. For half an hour we just sat there in silence, each waiting for the other one to say something. At some point I couldn't stand the silence any longer and just asked: “Did you have a nice day?” It was cringe worthy and weird. Daniel looked at me with an estranged look and than just started to burst into laughter. His laughter was. I always kept the door to my apartment bolted, so answering the door meant getting back in my wheelchair. And I knew what a waste of time it was going to be. In fact, I rehearsed my answers on the way over. No, Mrs. Golding, I haven't heard the man upstairs. No, Mrs. Golding, he isn't bothering me. Maybe, Mrs. Golding, you should complain to the building manager all by yourself.Outside my door was not Mrs. Golding, but a vision of incredible loveliness. Long, flowing hair of the finest gold,. Toying and caressing I followed outside and then found true gold within. Fingering my way inside I found a path leading inside. The outer treasure closed in on my fingers daring me to stop but something inside wanted release. My right fingers reached for gold and my left toyed my treasure I found something small at the top that made my body quake when I touched it. I felt a fire building inside as I fingered both the nub and inside myself. I thrashed in the hay building higher as I played. I turned red and told him about me and the paperboy. He smiled and asked if I had cum and I said no. He laughed and told me I was a good girl and to go get dressed ….. well as much as I was going to be dressed anyway.Well I took the box back to the bedroom thinking it had a nice sexy dress in it, maybe a black dress with a low cut top and a short hem. Maybe a pair of sexy thong panties. At least something sexy that I can wear in public and flash in when I want without feeling too naked. I laid.