Hi, my name is Mark McAllister. I was born with a physical disability with limitations, so growing up wasn’t always easy for me compared to most others. However, some people might say I’m smarter then most. And to be honest, they’re right. I graduated from high school in 1990, with a GPA of 3.4. Therefore, I was accepted at some of the colleges within a couple of hundred miles from where I was born & raised in SE. Michigan. Although I came from a working class family, I was still able to get in on a full-ride scholarship for people with disabilities & linitations. So after all of the accommodations I was able to get, I was on my way. So I was able to accomplish more than what a lot of people had expected. And after about five years of college, I was able to earn a double major in both literature and marketing. In addition while I was in college, I also took a couple of vocational classes to enhance my techniques in the work field. These are the skills that will help me in the long run. After graduation, I got a job working at a bookstore at the regional medical center not far from where I grew up. So now I have everthing, well, almost. You see, I still haven’t found that Mrs. Right. So sometimes after work, I would meet up once in a while after work. Since I worked the later shift at the hospital, I was able to go out and not worry about having to wake up as early. Even more so, I would work a four-day, 40 hour work week. So this was even more convenient for me since me and some of my work friends (as well as some of my old friends too) would meet up at the bowling alley on Thursday evening. We would do this for a few years though, while most of us were still single. But that would all change in more ways than one for some of us, me in particular. One night in mid-April I was driving home from work, when an older-modeled car crossed the double yellow line and hit me head-on. They said I was out for a couple of weeks in a medically-induced coma. It wasn’t till the first week in May that I woke up. Though the fractures I sustained have healed, I was still weak. I would spent another month in the hospital for tense physical and occupational therapy. Finally, I was able to go home Memorial day weekend where I would continue my recuperation and re overy. As it turned out, the person who hit me after crossing the double-yellow was a younger gentleman. Sadly, his death caused the crash. Then I found out that he had a rare brain aneurysm, something his family nor his primary doctor even knew about. He was only 21 years old. But finally by Labor Day weekend, I was cleared to drive and go back to work. So it was when I went back to work, I happened to run I to an old friend. “Hi Mark.” she said. Then I turned around and said, “Well hey, hi Lisa.” It turns out, Lisa happens to work at the same med center I work at. But she works as the head nurse in the pediatric section of the cancer unit on the other side of the building. “I never knew you work were. When did you start?” she asked. Then I replied, “Although I’ve been working for about four years now, I was just transfered to this area just last week”. Now Lisa and I go way back about 20 years, when her, her husband (who I learned had passed away of cancer a couple years ago) & her kids lived just a couple of houses down from where me and my family I’ll used to live. Lisa is a widowed mother of three(two of them, fraternal twins), all of which have grown up, graduated and have since then moved on with their own lives. Lisa is about seventeen years older then me, so she wouldn’t be old enough to be my mother. She is still a smokin’ hot gal who dresses very classy, somebody I’d personally be interested in. She stands about 5′ 6″, and weighs about 135. She also has nice, long, wavy auburn her. All in all, Lisa in one gorgeous, slender cougar with 36C cups. So we started chatting for a few minute when she asked, “Hey Mark, are you doing anything after work here in a bit?” “Sure”, I said. Then I asked, “Why, what did you have in mind?” “Well,” Lisa said. Then she added, “Well my car is still in the shop getting fixed and it won’t be ready till tomorrow.” Then she’d asked me to do her a favor by saying, “I was wondering if you’ll take me home tonight. Since I know you just got a new car, could you please??” And without hesitation, I said, “Sure, why not?” “Thank you sweetheart!” she said as she gave me what felt like a sloppy kiss on the cheek. Then she said, “Let me run back so I can get my keys and then we’ll go, okay.” “Okay”, I said. So I knew it took a least a few minutes just to dash to the other side of the hospital just to get her house keys. But I knew I wasn’t in any hurry. About twenty minutes later, she dashes and said, “Let’s go dear.” So I knew it would be at least a half hour’s commute from work to where she now lives. Fortunatly as it turns out, her current house happens to be on my way home, I only live just a few more minutes from her. So during they drive, we caught up on old times and asked how I’ve doing since I had my accident. I told her I’ve been doing a lot better since the horrific ordeal. Turns out she found out through her church where my Aunt and uncle go too. So we finally pulled up to her driveway, that’s where she makes an unusual request. “Listen Mark, I know that you’ve been through a lot lately not just since your crash, but over the years since high school & college.” she said. “Thanks Lisa,” I said.

Then she continues, “But I also have a terrible suspicion that you never had a serious relationship with a woman before, haven’t you?” And she was right. So I said, “No Lisa, I haven’t.” So then she reached over and slowly grabbed my hand. And the next thing I knew was she put my hand over one of her nice 36C boobs and just held it there for about a minute. I was just like ‘Wow!’ I was just completely blown away right at the point in. Then I said, “Man, that’s one hell of a thank you sweetheart.” And “Don’t thank me just yet Mark, honey.” she said. Then she added, “Why don’t you kiss me, please..” And with that, I scootched over and slowly closed my eyes and gently opened my mouth.