But at 18 years old, being five foot ten inches tall with sandy brown hair and a rather skinny physique, it was kind of hard to picture myself with an...yone. Apart from my occasional casual relationships and the drama associated with them, I led a very boring existence. Actually, the only thing that made me stand out from any of the other normal was my striking hazel eyes. My mom used to tell me they would help me with the ladies, but I had long since ceased to believe her. When I was 17, I had. In front of your step son?" I asked nervously. "Oh sweetie, I just can't help myself. With your father being gone and you being here, its just that...... I haven't been fucked in several months. If it makes you uncomfortable, I'll stop.", she replied, opening her legs wider, giving me a better view of her cleanly waxed slit. I was fighting the urge to walk over and give her a good long fucking. My bulge getting bigger in my shorts, I tried to hide it as I sat on a chair at the table. Erin must. " You hope?" It was a horrible accident. You are lucky to be alive. But your memory isn´t the only thing you lost."He paused, trying to find the right word, clearing his throat, scratching his head and looking very miserable."Please, just tell me!" she begged."You are limbless, we had to remove your arms and legs, or you would have died."Deep inside her, she already knew it, but hearing it now made it real. She didn´t know what to feel, what to say, she just laid there staring at the doctor. I took his penis in my hands, and told him that he’s got a bad fungal infection. I prescribed him drugs for a week, and asked him to review next Sunday same time. Next week, I came to the clinic in a loose T-shirt, and a skirt. It was a similar lazy Sunday afternoon, and just before 1pm,I started putting my make-up expecting him to show up. It was 1:30pm and there was no sign of the guy. Disappointed, I locked the clinic, and headed to the doctor’s room to collect my belongings, when I heard.