If you were to tell me that I would soon be helping a woman out of a wheelchair in her room for business time I would laugh. Tell you what the hell ever and shut that bullshit up! Ha ha.

This weekend at a house party of about 40-50 people of which I knew about 4. Kegs, open bar, hired band, and the house was overlooking the river. It was explained to me by my buddy that I needed to go, I would fit right in and plus they had kegs and booze. All guys say this before trying to get another guy friend to go anywhere bar related...."Dude, you need to go because there's gonna be tons of bitches there". I did not say it but that is what I always hear. So anyway I cave in and agree to go if he did not mind picking me up. I am going extra out of my way to not drink and drive these days. It is not worth it, I know from experience.

So we get to this outdoor house party and hit the kegs and found a spot at a table to drink and watch the band that was setting up. Over time we made many trips to the fountain of youth and we had met a few new lady friends in line for the tap. They kept stopping at our table to make comments and chat after making us comments to them at the keg. Eventually after enough drinks, they came and sat down with us at our table.

One of the women took an aggressive liking to me. I was rolling with it because she was a very cute blonde but something seemed a little off. I chocked it up to the alcohol and just focused on superficial qualities. I could not even tell you what she was saying? I could care less. She was basically sitting on my nuts in public as she was touching me on my leg or somewhere as she was saying the most forward things. At the time we were all having laughs about it but within no time this blonde is making out with me on my lap against my will! Well.......I would not say completely against my will as she rode my lap in a style that would make R. Kelley proud.

A couple of hours go by and it's time to go home. The buddy I rode with was crashing at the house where the party was at. The owners were cool as hell and invited all of us to stay if we wanted to avoid driving. Had extra beds set up and everything. The blonde and her friends were long time friends with the host. He is a doctor and has a blast when he is not working. I was cool with staying and so was my buddy considering how much we had to drink and 25 miles from home.

Then my newly acquired blonde lady friend throws me out a pitch. And since it was such a simple underhanded pitch I had to try to hit a home run. She tells or asks me that she only lives about a 2 miles from there and it is side roads to her house. She wanted me to go. Keep in mind I have nothing holding me back and I had picked up on something being a little off about her. We kinda snuck off from the group to go to her place and we are walking in the street to her vehicle. Of course I am just following her lead and have no clue where we were going. To my surprise! With many cars still lined in the streets we stop at a full size custom Ford van. Fully custom with Handicap plates accented with an electric scooter attached to a cage on the back. She said this is it....are you ready? Of course I am getting in as the two guys on my shoulder are in a crazy three-way with the voices in my head! What is the right thing to do but what is the right thing to do? I mean my balls are full so that weighs heavy on rational decisions when ladies are involved.

It just did not feel right as she noticed me looking around at her handi-custom van. She felt the need to explain she has a condition where she can't do things for prolonged periods.....I told her she better just turn around and drop me off then....lol. She says now she can walk and do things as I could see from how she got around the party, but eventually she will mostly ride the Hoveround. I failed to mention I noticed her wobble but was overcome with superficial thoughts because she was a hottie. That was my inner battle not to share with her. No need to hurt any feelings especially with me having pussy on the line. I am not gonna cut that line with insensitive comments. The fish may not be a keeper but it is still fun to catch.

So of course we got to her house and she tells me she needs to unload her scooter to charge the battery for the morning. So there I was, late night at a strange place helping a female stranger unlock her electric handicap scooter. Having not done that before I had to ask questions which was odd. We get the Hoveround on the ground and it is a surreal feeling as a man as you are walking with the gal you are about to take to pound town is hitting the handicap access ramps to meet you at the front door. Not only that she literally drives it into her bedroom and I closed the door behind her. Voices in your head go crazy at this point but what is a drunken balls full of jizz guy gonna do?......Exactly, no need to explain or go in to writing a Penthouse forum about what happened after I closed the door.

But I do know this now, just because a woman is handicapped and not able to function properly for whatever reason......

Those handicaps do not always apply to the vagina. That is a good thing.