He told us that it might influence the judge to give the driver a more severe sentence.Well I for one wanted the bastard to suffer as much as possible...so I agreed.The day of the court case saw daddy pushing the wheelchair with me on it, down the streets to the court. Going that way was the only option because there was no way that I could get in a car or taxi, even one of the big 9 seater ones.Just before we left I got daddy to put the blanket over me and to make sure that it was tucked in. "It's not so much a place as it is... Oh, well, never mind,Mike. We'll get there soon enough and you'll see it for yourself." That's not acceptable," I argued. "What's going to happen to us, Bill?Are we going to die there?" No, no," he said and shook his head. "Nothing like that at all, trustme." It would be easier for me to trust you if you explained what's goingon." I can't really explain things I don't understand myself, so this'llhave to do for now, son," he responded. The tone of gentle. .. how will they react? Will they think I’m a queer?I continued “ I figure this is all just a bit like biology. We’re really just seeing how we work. I guess we’re seeing how each other works too. This is sooo cool. Sometimes it is a bit embarrassing because everything is supposed to be ‘private’, but what’s really neat is that we all know that, and we’ve decided to trust each other enough to be honest about what we do, and like, and even want. I swear upon Lorelei’s vagina, I would never. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could enjoy being with. Having said that, I had a particular fetish for black cock. Big, small, it was irrelevant. Black cock was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a real live uncut cock in my life. Not even on high school locker rooms after gym class.Anyway, I finished drying off, dressed, and left. I could say that was it, but I'd be lying. I thought about that black cock on the way home, and the next day..