Then she did the same with his boxers so his lower half was completely exposed.She stood and surveyed her handiwork, fighting to keep a straight face....A middle aged cripple in a wheelchair, naked from the waist down with his trousers round his ankles, erect cock sticking skywards, stupid grin on his face ... oh yes, and wearing a too small for him black tee-shirt with "Life's a Beach" on the front in yellow lettering. Could a person look more ridiculous?"Oooo! ... is that because of me,. ’ Camden’s was the only auto repair shop in town – thankfully she could work with gears as well as motors. Caleb sat back in his chair, his eyes dropping to the steaming, still full, mug. For a few moments he studied his drink before nodding. ‘Okay.’ ‘No trouble,’ she told him, saving him from having to say the two words that he struggled with the most. Caleb met her eyes and inclined his head. The action was almost noble. After draining her cup, she rinsed it out and set it in the sink,. I softly pushed her to bed.” I love your eyes right now” I said as she softly lay on the bed with her few buttons undone and her thighs glowing in cotton boxers.“What do they say ??” She tried pulling me to bed.“They tell me the weakness you are feeling between your thighs right now.” I said and sat next to her where she lay.I held her hands and pushed them over her head and kept them there. Slowly, I placed my hand over her abdominal area and felt her warmth.Her eyes spoke of how much she. "I have a plan," he told her. "As soon as the dispatcher gets here, come see me. You might have a refinement or two for me to consider. Oh yes, I do have a plan." His grin was an angry one.Barbara looked hard at him and cautioned, "Please Herb, don't do anything too precipitous. I like working for you and want to keep you in charge, not her." Take care of things out here, then come see me. I do have a plan." He went back to his office."How about that?" Barbara said to herself, unconsciously.