The boy looks up and says, “Wow, you wrote the song ‘Bully’!”The girl in the wheelchair turns her wheelchair around and starts to cry. I rush ...over to her, scoop her up and hold her tight while she and I cry.We all sit down to talk as the nurse leaves. We chat about stuff, like school and parents and just teen stuff.Tracey is fourteen and lives on a farm in a small town. She fell off of a tractor when she was ten, which left her paralyzed from the waist down. She is teased in school because she. Leaving a largetube of lubricant and a vibrating dildo behind, Susan advised Michellethat her bottom needed a good stretching, just in case. Also, shetold Michelle to start using a douche twice a day to accustom herselfto repeated penetration and discussed the dangers of hepatitis.Michelle thought all of this fuss was overkill, after all he had beenimpaling himself with a butt plug for months now and had a smallcollection of ever larger ones in a locked box in his vanity.Uncle Jeff was. Bob had gone out to the liquor store to pick up provisions for the party they had planned for that evening, and she looked anxiously up the block for a sign of the station wagon returning to the house.Weekends had been a joy to both of them since they had returned from North Carolina at the end of July, and the reasons for this were still somewhat perplexing to her. By all rights, she thought as she resumed her dusting, what had transpired in that sordid little country shack should have given. “Oh kitten” you whisper wrapping your arms around me " I know it's alot to take in but it's okay just breathe" I smile and take a deep breath "do you like your bowls?" I nod hugging you back and we continue from the kitchen into the master bedroom. It's beautiful an I trace my hand down the long bedposts and I look to the side noticing another basket just like in the living room placed there and I smile. There's one last room and there's a large padlock on the door and you take a key and.