"Even he was smart enough to know I didn't mean to class. I dropped the tattle-tale TP into the toilet, gave the flush lever a hard kick. Serenaded by... rushing water, I washed his scum off my hands at the sink and went on my way, leaving His Dumbness to contemplate his options. Even if he didn't take my advice right away I was sure he'd get caught. Now that I'd spelled out in words of one syllable exactly what he was facing I was confident he'd be anxious to cut a deal.Surprisingly, from there. I dragged my hands towards her round and soft boobs.I started massaging and pressing her boobs. I hold her nipples in between my thumb and first finger and pressed and stretched outward. She was enjoying it, she parted her lips and hot breaths started coming out. She was moaning slowly. I kept massaging her boobs, some time I massaged her thighs also. Now my 8+ inch rock solid dick was hard and hitting her fleshy ass cheeks. She was rubbing her voluptuous, round, buttocks over my dick and the. )...Oh and her body... She looked like a paler kind of Catherine zeta-jones, her small yet perky breasts slightly peering through theevening gown she was wearing, and he thought he could just make outthe trace of her nipples through the fabric, he felt himself start tostiffen so he turned to grab another drink while calming himselfdown...They spent the entire evening talking and laughing, and all the whilehe thought "wouldn't it be great if the stories were true, and I wasseeing. It was all going reasonably well until I challenged him about his disability (don't forget I was playing devil's advocate in that I was prepping him for cross examination by the other side). He looked visibly shaken at the question and asked me if really thought he was faking. It all got a bit emotional and he started to well up.I couldn't just sit there so got up to get his tissues and then sat down next to him and started drying his eyes with them. I calmed him down a bit and then decided.