Robin did detect interest among a couple of the single males in the room. It would be a shame to waste the hours of preparation she put into this effo...t. She had dressed to Grayson's preferences: Sheer silk panties, white to accent her dark pubescence, and no nylons under the short sleeveless shift, blue to contrast with her fair skin. The red leather seat padding around her just happened to compliment it. A single pearl necklace and matching bracelet added a touch of elegance without overdoing. " TommyI didn't even look over. Kept my face front & center."Tommy, go back and turn right." Girl"Okay." But he kept going straight for another three blocks."Tommy, turn left here. Now, honey, and go back."He relented, made the adjustments, then slowed to just below the speed limit.I couldn't blame him. The thought of going back to that house and confronting what was coming had been just Jim-dandy three hours ago. Now? No. I didn't care if we drove around all night truth be told. Get a bite,. Charlotte lay down on the floor and I went on top of her, a little awkwardly. I started to thrust into her, quickly breaking her hymen and getting up a good pumping speed. Since it was her first time, it wasnt long until Charlotte came. Luckily she wasnt that loud and nobody noticed, hopefully. It was a few more minutes before I also came, grabbing her ass and cumming deep inside her. Either she was on the pill or we got lucky, either way nothing happened. We fucked a couple more times after. So, a long road of recovery from an accident that really should have killed me. Months of in and out of morphine induced nightmares, to being able to speak again, to being able to control an electric wheelchair, to being able to sit on my own. This had been that last two years of my life, watching folks take care of me, and accepting my life. Before the accident I wasn’t a sex machine, but I got laid a few times or more a month on average, and never left a partner unsatisfied. Life had been.