The great thing about being wheelchair bound is im at the perfect height for window shopping, anyway i went in the mall got my cd’s and some trainer..., then went upstairs to lunch and had a really nice burger and chips, about an hour later i went off, got in the lift and made my way downstairs.As i got nearer the exit to the mall i made my way to the right side so i could take a sneaky look in the window of the high heels shop, what caught my eye as i got close were a pair of purple leather high. And we were both running towards the experience headfast with bodies filled with passion and desire. My cock never wavering in its hardness as I continue to drive, pressing against the clothing trapping it inside I have to adjust it so often on this arduously seemingly endless drive. But keeping me sane, and stopping me from taking myself in hand and release my need to cum, this need will be fulfilled when I arrive, and so many more times over the weekend. So I continue to drive, not abiding to. I was now fully erect as well.He then turned his attention to my chest. I could feel both his hands, gliding up and down my chest. They stopped on my nipples and he began to play with them. He gently rubbed his fingertips against them, prompting an involuntary gasp of pleasure from me.He continued playing with them for what seemed like an ecstasy filled eternity. Rubbing them, pinching them between fingertips and then rolling them between his fingers. Occasionally he’d apply more pressure,. I breathed a sigh of relief. The drawings were staring at me. The drawings of me popped out in contrast to the blue walls. There was one in particular that caught my eye.It was a picture of me lying in my bed asleep. He actually made me look very handsome, almost angelic like. My brown hair which was longer at the time spilled over onto the pillow. The moonlight in the picture seemingly made me glow.I was numb, what was going on here. Was Silas gay? Was he going to try to have his way with me?.