Then, taking my hand in hers, she placed it on the front of her dress, directly over her breast. She pressed it firmly. "That's for the help on the way home!"
She entered her apartment and Frankie greeted her inside. Quietly, I left.
You know, a wheelchair date can be quite exciting. I might try for another. I had a feeling I just might see more of Susan.
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