Much to my surprise, none of that happened. Her kiss was soft and romantic and I found that, in spite of my previous opinion, I really enjoyed the kis.... I kissed her back with my arms around her neck. She then released her hold on the edge and dashed away with a cute little, "Gotcha, you're it." It took me a few seconds to recover from what had just happened before I could mount my pursuit of her. By that time she was out of the pool and drying off. I was kind of disappointed and wanted to feel. I told my family that I was feeling tired and wanted to take a nap and Amber’s mother told her to show me to her room so I could nap there. She guided me upstairs and down the hall to her room. I told her thanks and lay down on the bed. She did not stay as I secretly hoped that she would, instead she walked out shutting the door behind her. I laid there for a few minutes tossing a turning when a thought popped into my head. I bet her vibrator was close by. I began searching through her drawers. He held them up in front of Ron.“Hi,” he said, smiling. “I’m Bobby. Can you point to the beanbag I’m holding that is green?”Ron’s spastic arm waved, going towards Bobby’s right side, in which hand he was holding the green beanbag.“That’s great,” said Bobby. He switched hands, holding them far apart. “How about now?” he asked.Ron’s hand pointed the other way.“Hang on a minute,” said Bobby. “We need something to lay across the arms of your wheel chair.”Bobby went to the kitchen, where Amanda was. We sat at the bar and I had to laugh as she tried to get comfortable on the bar stool.“Having fun?” I asked.“Not yet. I just have to get in the right position.”There were some people at the bar. Two girls two seats away from her, and a couple of guys across from us. The girl closest to her was looking at her as she wiggled her bottom. I ordered drinks and after some time we ordered lunch. I asked her if she was alright.“Yeah, but I told you that I was still horny, and this thing doesn’t help.