The girl behind the counter must have memorized my face now because she had my order waiting for me with my name on the cup when I got to the head of ...he line.That impressed me to the point that I took a second look at her sleek rear end in the tight pants and her almost see-thru blouse that left nothing to the imagination. It was another lesson for me that one shouldn’t be focused on the face only. Personality and what’s under the hood is just as important.Her nametag said “Elaine” and I have. I being a young white boy me and him always hung out and i tried to catch up with him and his basketball skills. I was about 5' 5'' with a 7 inch cock and a little overweight but not fat. he was about 110 pounds skinny and we both thinking we were straight had a night watched some movies at home. As the night was coming to a close we were getting ready to go to bed when he took the control and put on a porno on HBO. I was interested and we both knew what masturbation was so it was nothing. Eventually I had to zip up my pants and go back inside as if nothing happened, just to make sure I wasn’t missing anything. Sometimes I was fortunate enough to be able to go out and do it all over again. I know one picture in particular got three loads from me in a three hour span. That was another thing if I found a picture that I thought was really, REALLY hot, I usually just put it off to the side under some sticks and leaves, so that I could come out and pay homage to it again (or even a. I've always been a sexual person, but around six months after my amputations, I began to become sexually attracted to other amputees and even found myself somewhat aroused when looking at myself or just knowing that I didn't have legs. It's FUCKIN weird and it has been this way ever since. I'm not sure if it is just a side effect of losing my legs or what. I guess in a way it's just me accepting the way I am now without legs. I still fuck but it's a lot different. I can't do doggy and a few.