.. walking toward them.His gait was clearly the gait of a man with troubled legs, but it was also smooth and confident. Will had told her of the hours...he spent practicing, under the careful tutelage of the doctors and nurses and physical therapists. He was so used to hopping, that it was almost instinctive now and he had to overcome that. Now, though, other than his too-short left arm and the visible scars from the burning, he looked almost like any other man walking down the hall.He even was. Or the bra. I was never going to wear them again.I can't believe I wasn't more careful. I can't believe she saw. I hopedshe wouldn't say anything to my father. He'd kill me.I tugged on my gym shorts. I pulled on a t-shirt.Yeah, I was all boy again.Wasn't I?***She told my dad. Of course she told my dad.Parents talk to each other. They are sure it is them against their kids.So they talk. I would later find out it was that same night, when they were in bed. Mydad reached over for Char, romance on. She lay back on the sofa and asked me to make love to her, she untied the belt of her silky nylon dressing gown, the material slipped away from her body and she was completely naked. She pulled me into the space between her legs. I remember trembling with fear and excitement as I saw for the first time in my life a furry pussy that was all for me in that heady moment. She reached down, enclosed my rigid cock in her hand and gently guided my cock into her pussy. I can remember vividly, to this. I climbed on top and we began to make out. She reached down and began rubbing my very hard cock up and down her moist pussy lips. Each pass up and down, she applied more pressure I felt the head of my cock slowly enter her love tunnel and slowly pushed it in until my balls touched her ass. She said, "Go nice and slow for a few minutes if you want to enjoy a nice fuck. Your cock will continue to get harder. If you shove too hard or too fast you will cum too soon and the good feelings will be.