It felt good thatshe found friends who saw her as what she really was, a person.Most people defined Jill by her handicap. Mikey's friends saw pastwha...t others made the defining aspect of Jill, and knew it was just partof her. Seeing all the parts which made Jill who she was made her newgroup of friends just treat her like anyone else. Instead of beingafraid that Jill might not understand the topic of conversation, hernew circle of friends just reworded anything which she might notunderstand. . Not having room for both of us, Bob sat next to her. I took the seat that was directly facing the loveseat and would allow me to see what was happening and stop it if it got out of hand.Bob put his hand on Christine’s knee, rubbing gently in circles.“Are you ok?” he asked and she whispered softly, “Yes” and looked over at me.“Do you mind if I kiss you?” Bob then asked.Christine looked over at me as if asking for permission. I just looked back at her, in awe, wondering where this was leading.. And there I have it. You both looking up at me with those painted whore eyes, needing me to give the word, waiting for me to allow this. And your lips open slowly and you run your tongue across your lips once in a smooth wet dirty sweep, moistening them and putting on a little show for the word you're going to say..... “please?” I just fucking stop and breathe in sharply. My eyes smoke over with an insane lust. My heated look the only thing betraying my control as I stand steady. Now you . " Are you sure. Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" I asked. She replied " No, that would be painful and uncomfortable." " Would you let me fuck your ass?" I asked. She just looked at me not answering. " You indicated you wanted me to do what ever I wanted." I said. Tracy tentatively shook her head yes. That was all the encouragement that I needed. I quickly moved up from my supine position and grabbed her and pulled her onto my lap. Her breath quickened as I kissed her neck and her breasts..