This is the story of how I met Jeff and our first date together. Dating paraplegic girls isn’t for everyone. Jeff doesn’t seem to mind dating paraplegic girls or that I’m handicapped. We have really hit it off. I still can’t believe, if I wasn’t running late for work that day, we may have never met. Being in a rush, I decided to go in my wheelchair, without the leg braces I usually wear. I am a paraplegic, paralyzed from just above my waist down to my feet. I have been a paraplegic since I was a little girl. I’ve really never known anything different.
My legs are very thin and flaccid, but I still think of myself as attractive, even sexy. I’ve have long flowing hair over a pretty face and large breasts over a tiny waist. My ample breasts are my best feature so I like to show them off a little with a tight blouse. Most men say I’m attractive but are not interested in dating paraplegic girls or dating wheelchair girls in general. I guess it’s just hard for some men to commit to a relationship with a handicapped girl. Most of the reasons I have been given for not dating paraplegic girls are based on false beliefs.
Wheelchair Friendly Workplace
I work in a big wheelchair friendly office building where I have to go from room to room a lot. About a year ago I started wearing long leg braces and using crutches to maneuver around the building. It’s much easier than getting a wheelchair through crowded hallways and elevators. The braces start at the tops of my thighs and go down to knee locks so I can bend my legs if I’m sitting. From there they go down to my ankles where I can attach any number of shoes I like to wear.
I have all kinds of shoes from athletic shoes to sandals for the summer. My favorites though are the high heels I wear at work. I have all kinds, mostly around three inch. My right leg is also a little shorter than my left one, another part of my disability. My right leg just stopped growing when I was about 13 and my left leg continued to grow until I was about 17. It’s really not that much difference, but to make up for it most of my shoes have a built-up sole on the right side, and are one size smaller since that foot is smaller.
Why Use a Wheelchair Leg Braces and Crutches
I’ve learned to use my leg braces pretty well and walk with a swing through gait. That means I put both forearm crutches out in front of me and swing both legs through the middle. Since I don’t have any control of my waist or legs my shorter right leg kind of swings first and my left drags the floor just a little as it swings through. Wearing leg braces under slacks is difficult. I am used to people staring at my legs as I am almost always in a skirt or dress. Once it would have made me uncomfortable. Now I even like to show the leg braces off a little. Sometimes my skirts barely cover the thigh straps on the tops of my braces.
I’ve become used to wearing pantyhose too which I never used to do. Without the pantyhose, the pads on the braces rub my legs too much. But that day I was just in my wheelchair wearing a little skirt just above my knees. The blouse was a little on the tight side with pantyhose and my two inch platform style heels. Getting around in my leg braces on crutches is slow and I’ve fallen many times. My wheelchair is safer and faster but I cannot stand up to reach things without the leg braces. So I mostly use both wheelchair and leg braces together. Guys into dating paraplegic girls are often into stockings and pantyhose as well.
Meeting Paraplegic Girls
When I use my wheelchair I don’t need a pair of shoes with a build-up. There’s no reason to and it’s hardly noticeable. The footrests on my chair are in the middle and close together. The right footrest plate is just a little higher to make up the difference in my leg length. I was on the way to the file room when I took a corner too fast and actually ran into this very handsome man in a suit. I was so embarrassed! Not so much because I ran into him, but when I did, my right foot actually came off the footrest, knocking my shoe off.
Not having any feeling in my legs or feet I didn’t know my shoe was off until I noticed the man kept looking down. I looked too and could see the pink polish on my toenails through my tan pantyhose. Now most everyone has seen my legs of course, but I realized at that moment no one at work has ever seen my bare feet. They are so limp and thin. I was really was embarrassed. This man had to see me pick my leg up with my hands and get my foot back on the footrest of the wheelchair.
I’ve noticed before that people like to stare. Especially men dating paraplegic girls. They like to see how a handicapped girl moves her legs with her hands getting out of a car, and things like that. Sometimes, when I know I have an audience, I put on a little show. I struggle a little more than I really have to. Not this time. After the man noticed my red face, he quickly looked away, fumbling around reaching for my shoe. He handed the shoe to me awkwardly. He looked so cute now blushing just as much as I was. I thanked him and pulled my leg up by lifting under one knee. This makes my foot point down. I hooked my toes with the shoe and pulled it onto the heel of my foot. He introduced himself as Jeff. We both made our apologies and started talking about where we were going, what our jobs were, who we knew and things like that.
Somehow we got on the subject of baseball. Jeff asked me if would like to watch the game that night with him at a bar a few blocks from the office. I really didn’t know what to say at first. I would love to go on a date with this handsome, polite man. But I get so nervous on first dates. I’m also very cautious of guys only interested in dating paraplegic girls. Being in a wheelchair we are a bit more vulnerable. I always feel like my disability is just hanging out there. Like, I know men new to dating paraplegic girls, want to ask me about my disability. But if I start offering information about my disability, or ask them about dating paraplegic girls, they seem to get uncomfortable. So I took a chance and just said yes. That I would like to see him after work. We made a meeting place and parted ways for the afternoon.
I am having a very hard time of going from one end of the desirable scale to the other virtually overnight. My ego is shot to bits as I am constantly passed over. Imagine having someone hounding you to get together but they have failed to read the profile. When they finally learn I am in a wheelchair they suddenly do a fast reverse as they run for the hills. The reality of the situation is I am still able to do most everything I did before. I downhill ski, enjoy my water access only cottage, I drive my car, I work. I still crave all the emotional and physical needs we all want. – Little Lady 57, on dating paraplegic girls.
Dating Paraplegic Girls Vulnerable to Insecurities
That evening, we met as expected and walked, well I wheeled, down to the bar for a few drinks. Nothing serious just good conversation and all to soon I was home. It wasn’t even dark! Walking me to my car I couldn’t help but think he didn’t like me. My disability was a turn-off. Oh well, just another guy not interested in dating paraplegic girls I thought. I tried to push all my insecurities to the back of my mind. Just then, he asked me how I came to be in a wheelchair. Jeff confided that he had noticed me around the office but only knew me as, “the girl who wears leg braces.” I was greatly relieved when he told me he thought I was sexy. He had wanted to approach me many times but was too shy to talk. He said he knew nothing about dating paraplegic girls.
Back at my car Jeff offered to help me get in. Of course I told him I could manage as I did it every day. We made plans for dinner the next evening. He pecked me on the cheek and walked away to where his car was parked. I slid my butt into the seat of my Volvo and put my legs in one at a time. My car has hand controls and a wheelchair lift that keeps the chair over the roof. I don’t have to get the wheelchair into the car after I get in it.
Intensions Dating Paraplegic Girls
Our dinner date the next evening couldn’t come fast enough. He dropped by my office around lunch on his way to a meeting to say hi and to make sure he was still picking me up at 7:30. That day I was in my wheelchair wearing my leg braces as usual. I couldn’t help but notice his glancing eyes when he came in my office. I was wearing a longer skirt, around mid-calf, so he could only see a little of my braces and my black three inch high heels. I was still curious about his exact intension dating paraplegic girls.
Jeff asked if I would be “walking or riding” that night (meaning was I going to be using my braces or wheelchair). We shared a laugh at his cleverness and I asked which would he prefer. He told me he was interested in seeing me use my leg braces. Admitting he had no experience dating paraplegic girls. He had never been out with a disabled woman before, only regular girls. That was exactly what I needed to hear. I immediately thought, I have just the outfit for you handsome. Again feeling aroused at the thought of him wanting to see me. Before I got to wet I eagerly agreed to use the leg braces and he went on to his meeting.
Shower and Dressing Handicapped Style
That evening when I arrived home I bathed myself in the shower. I have a special shower chair just for bathing. Most mobility handicapped folks use one. It stays in the shower. I transfer from my wheelchair into it and back out again. Sitting on just a towel, naked in my wheelchair, I dried my hair and my upper body. Then I pulled each leg up to my lap and dried them off. I put on some makeup and teased my hair then went to dress. First I needed just the right bra. A sexy bustier to push my breasts up would work. Skimpy and lingerie like enough to be inviting. If Jeff proves okay with dating paraplegic girls, he would be getting to see a whole lot more of me, than on our first date.
I went with a silky, dark purple bra with black lace over most of the cup. The mirror over my dresser told me with a close look you could actually see my nipples through the lace. My nipples hardened as my thoughts drifted off to my date seeing me in my delicate bra. I smiled taking panties that matched the bra and a pair of tan pantyhose from my dresser and wheeled to my bed. Shifted my butt to the bed and pulled my legs up behind me. One foot at a time through the panties and up my legs got them to the tops of my thighs. I bunched up the waistband and with a quick bum hop motion slid my bottom into my panties.
The pantyhose were next. Still sitting up with my lifeless paralyzed legs out in front of me, I pulled one leg up to my chest. Bunching up one leg of the hose, I worked it over my small foot and over my ankle. By letting my leg fall back into place, I pulled the nylon up along my leg to around my knee, and repeated the process with the other leg. I straightened the hose around my feet and calves, making it a little tighter. Then I worked the hose up my legs and to my thighs just like the panties. A tip for any guys dating paraplegic girls. We go to a lot of trouble to look nice for you, be sure to compliment us.
With the pantyhose, I have to lay back on the bed and kind of lift my bottom as I pull the hose to my waist. I’ve known other paraplegics my whole life, and just about all of them find it easier to wear thigh-high hose, so they only have to worry about dressing one leg at a time. My problem is my legs are so thin around my thighs. Those type of hose would actually end up sliding down my legs before I made it to my car. My legs just aren’t big enough to hold them up, so the full pantyhose are my only choice.
I rolled over to the side of the bed and picked up both leg braces, laying them on the bed beside my legs. Using one hand, I lifted my leg from just above my ankle. I could feel the pantyhose under my hand. I wondered what it felt like for a woman that could feel her legs. Wonder what it would feel like to have your legs wrapped in pantyhose. Feeling them rub against each other under your skirt, or what pantyhose felt like over your feet. I guess I’ll never know. I just enjoy the feeling that comes from my hand. I took my other hand and laid the leg brace under my leg. Where I could place my leg in the shiny steel cradle of the brace. The strap under my knee gets tightened first, then above my knee, then my thigh strap.
I do the same with my right leg, lifting the leg into the brace and fastening the straps tightly on my legs. I still can’t walk with the braces yet because I don’t keep any shoes attached to the braces. I unlock the knees so my legs will bend and slide myself back to my waiting wheelchair. I can lift my legs now using my hands on the braces, so I lift them one at a time into the footrests of the chair and go to my shoes. The dress I’ll be wearing is a cute one piece black one, so my black pumps would probably look best. I place the shoes in my lap, now it’s back to the bed. Once in the bed, knees still unlocked, I pull each leg up so I can reach my foot, still naked in its nylon.
My shoes have to be tight to support my weight with the braces so it’s a little hard getting them on. Putting a high heel shoe onto a foot that you can’t stiffen is not an easy task. So with a little work I get the shoes onto my feet and attach them to the braces. Now lowering my legs to the floor, I lock the leg braces straight and reach for my crutches. Standing, slowly at first to keep my balance, I begin to take my first swinging step to my closet. I’ve been using these leg braces for a year now, and I still can’t believe how stiff they keep my paralyzed legs.
After spending 28 years not being able to walk, sometimes I can’t actually believe it’s my legs I’m standing on. Showered and dressed in my bra pantyhose and leg braces, I can stand to wiggle into that tight black dress. I know it will make Jeff’s eyes pop! I can stand without crutches as long as I have something to balance myself on. I just can’t take any steps without crutches. So I balance against the dresser and lean the crutches against the bed. I pull the dress over my head and around my body, smoothing out the soft fabric and letting it fall just above my knees.
There’s a slit in the side that almost exposes the very top of my braces, and probably will once I sit down somewhere. After a few looks in the mirror I decided I was ready for the evening date and crutched it back to my wheelchair. I told you dating paraplegic girls go to a lot of trouble.
Pre Disability Dating Nerves
I use the wheelchair at home even if I’m wearing the braces. It’s just easier and it keeps my hands free. Since the one footrest is a little higher for my shorter leg, and I was now wearing my braces with the built up shoe on that foot, my right leg sits up higher than my left. I like to cross my right leg over my left, which I did of course by picking the right leg up and pulling it over the left. I took notice of the slit in my dress when I did that to see just how much of my leg was exposed. I could see to just under the thigh strap of my brace, perfect I grinned. It should be just enough to get Jeff wanting to see more. I was very keen to make his first time dating paraplegic girls enjoyable.
I sat staring at my disabled legs in braces wondering how the events of the evening would go. I heard the knock at my door I had been waiting on. I turned my wheelchair and headed for the door. When I got to the door, I invited Jeff in, the door was open. He entered looking great and holding flowers. He immediately complimented me on my choice of dress. It’s like this guy swallowed the book on dating paraplegic girls.
I retreated to the kitchen with the flowers for a vase as he sat down in the living room. We made typical small talk about work that day while I tended to the flowers. Then I went to the bedroom for my crutches and returned to Jeff swinging my legs a little slower than usual, and dragging that left leg a little more than usual. I had already decided that I wanted to put on a good show for Jeff. He would see just how crippled I really am, a kind of acid test to sort the men from the boys.
With my thin legs wrapped in the nylons and leg braces, and my sexiest black pumps Jeff couldn’t take his eyes off my legs. I could feel his eyes burning on me as I descended the ramp off my front porch and to his car where he held the door open. I ask him to take my crutches for me, which of course he did, and I transferred myself down into the car seat, still stiff-legged. I showed him how the leg brace knee locks work (in case he wanted to know for later). I pulled both legs in at once to keep my dress from opening up for the world to see. Jeff stowed the crutches and wheelchair and off we went.
Sexy Handicapped Women and Public Reactions
The valet at the restaurant couldn’t believe his eyes when he opened the car door. The common public reaction to seeing a sexy handicapped girl is one of confusion. Many have trouble connecting the two, sexy and handicapped. They often look my date up and down for signs of a disability. Like they think you have to be disabled to be dating paraplegic girls.
I swung my braced legs out and let the knee locks snap into place. Jeff quickly came around with my crutches and helped me to my feet. Jeff sternly pointed out to the valet how the wheelchair ramp was blocked with a sign that had fallen from the building. I told them I could manage the four steps up to the entrance. I was actually secretly excited that Jeff would get to see me conquer the steps.
I told Jeff I needed him to hold one of my crutches and stand behind me in case I slipped. With my left crutch on the first step, and my right hand on the handrail, I pushed against the crutch and let my legs drag behind me up onto the step. My right leg came first as usual, and then my left. I had to twist my body a little to get my left foot over the step. I could then stand to move my crutch to the second step. I took the steps slowly, giving Jeff plenty of time to see the braces through the slit in my skirt and enjoy my struggling up the steps. I made it to the door fine, where the doorman held the door for us both.
A True Gentleman Dating Paraplegic Girls
Dinner was perfect, with a little wine Jeff seemed to be enjoying his first experience dating paraplegic girls. Wine gets people talking and it certainly did its trick on us. Jeff confided that he had never known my legs were different lengths and was interested in the thick sole on my right shoe. I explained how my shoes were of different sizes due to my right foot being smaller. He told me how gracefully I moved in the leg braces, and how beautiful he thought I was. This one is a keeper I thought to myself. Despite never dating paraplegic girls before Jeff remained a true gentleman sensitive to my dsability. I hadn’t felt so safe and comfortable to just be me in a long time. When it comes to dating paraplegic wheelchair girls, and dating women with a disability, being called special is very different from being made feel truly special. A true gentleman knows the difference.
One time I shifted under the table and moved my leg out just far enough for him to feel my brace against his leg. I saw his cheeks blush and gave him a little smile. I quietly reassured him that I was okay with him touching the braces and that I admired him very much. I even pushed my chair in a little where the pad on the knee was rubbing the inside of his thigh. We sat like this through dinner and through our second bottle of wine by the time the check came. Jeff kept his hand around my waist as we made our way outside and down those steps to the car. Jeff took my crutches without my asking and I pulled my legs into the car.
Disability Parking and No Stopping Short
We leaned into each other on the ride back to my house. Jeff’s hand wandered over to my thigh where he politely asked, “May I?” His hand rubbed gently, first on my dress, then around through the slit and between the upright parts of my brace. His strong warm hand paused when he softy touched the skin of my silky smooth thigh making me gasp. I couldn’t exactly feel his hand, but knowing it was there gave me chills, and greatly aroused me. Even though I’m paralyzed, I can still function sexually, and feel an orgasm. The physical part is a little hard, since I can’t really move my waist or legs, but the feeling is there all the same.
When we got home, I invited him in and got out of the car where he was waiting with my crutches. I crutched up to the door, again with his hand on my waist only it was a little lower this time. We went in and I started making coffee, crutching with my braced legs around the kitchen. I told him I was going to take my braces off so we could get comfortable on the couch when he said something that shocked me. He ask me if he could help take my leg braces off. I could see that he was beginning to get aroused and thought I could have lots of fun with this, as I was aroused too. So I said he could and swung my legs through my crutches over to the couch.
I thought about getting my wheelchair first so I wouldn’t be totally helpless after my braces were off but then thought better or it. Jeff had gotten this far, perhaps he would like carrying me to my bedroom. I sat on the couch with my legs straight out in front of me with feet resting on the floor. I instructed Jeff to move my skirt to the side and unlock my knees so my legs would bend in. He released the locks and pulled the lower parts of my legs in toward the couch. He was fast becoming an expert at dating paraplegic girls.
I suggested, “I’d like to lay back if you could pull my legs to the couch for me.” With a nod I reclined and he pulled my legs to the couch and up into his lap. He did them together so as not to spread. My skirt rode up anyway past the tops of the braces and revealing the darker part of my pantyhose. He said sorry and pulled my skirt back over my legs. I told him it was okay. I kind of knew it would happen and didn’t mind one bit.
I have to say I’ve never had a man touch me like this and help me with my leg braces. I was getting extremely turned on by watching his hands on my thin flaccid legs and touching my braces. I asked if he would mind taking the upright part of the leg braces off of the shoes. Then slide my shoes off of my feet. I bit on my bottom lip as he did so eagerly but gently.
I watched him slowly ease my pumps off revealing my left foot then my smaller right foot. He took a minute to study the difference in my feet. All the things I thought were a drawback in dating paraplegic girls. My disability, spinal cord injury, the wheelchair crutches and leg braces, my flaccid legs and crippled feet. To Jeff these things are a bonus that regular girls dont come with. He noted the nail polish on my toes and rubbed my feet for a few minutes. I could tell he liked the feeling of my feet in the pantyhose.
He began undoing the straps on my calf and leaned in just far enough to kiss me when he reached up my skirt for the thigh band. One hand was caressing my leg as the other took the thigh band apart, the whole time kissing me more and more intently. After the leg brace was loose around my leg he picked my leg up letting the foot dangle. Placing the brace on the floor he moved in closer gently pushing my shoulder. I realized I was awfully tensed up and relaxed back on the couch.
He has the most beautiful smile. He lay on top of me with his hands around my face. Caressing my waist and my legs he slowly began coming closer to my breasts. I wanted him to touch my breasts and lick my nipples so badly I could hardly stand it. Since my right hand was already pulling his shirt from his pants, I used my left to guide his hands into my blouse.
Here I was on the couch, one leg brace on and one off, still pretty much dressed, under this man I couldn’t wait to get to my bedroom. My blouse was off and on the floor, sexy bra not far behind. My nipples stood erect with pleasure. I had his shirt off admiring is shoulders and chest. The bulge in his pants told me he was erect with pleasure as well. He pulled away just long enough to take my other brace from my leg. My skirt bunched up around my waist revealing both thin limp legs in tan pantyhose.
I now felt Jeff was very comfotable with dating paraplegic girls. I whispered to him to carry me down the hall to the bed, and with much pleasure he did just that. One hand around my waist, the other under my knees letting my legs fall where they wanted, he carried me down the hall to my bedroom. He moved my wheelchair with his leg so he could place me on the bed, then fell on top of me. He pulled my skirt off first, sliding it slowly down my nylon-clad legs and letting is slip under my feet and off to the floor. We rolled in the bed a little longer, me just in my hose and panties underneath now, which were becoming more wet with every minute.
Paralyzed Legs Don’t Disable Lovers
Paralyzed and lusting heavily my lover took control. His willingness to dating paraplegic girls was about to pay off. We were ready to shift up a gear to sex with paraplegic girls. He rolled me over wrapping my legs around his waist where I would be comfortable. I tugged his belt off unfastened the front of his bulging pants and pulled him hard against my naked breasts. He was huge now fully erect. I slid his pants and shorts off his waist. He pulled and kicked them the rest of the way off and began pulling at the waist of my pantyhose.
He slid my pantyhose down both legs at once thin and pale they are. As he was sliding my feet out of the nylons I was already pulling my panties down, eager for him to enter me. He was on top and had spread my legs wide at first, pulling them together around him as he came in at me. He was lunging harder and harder. It wasn’t long sex but I’ve never had better. We moved together in furious rhythm. Reaching orgasm at the same time both collapsing exhausted.
We lay laughing together for a long time talking about the act we had so passionately committed. Jeff went to the bathroom to wash off. I waited for him to finish and had him to bring me a towel for my wheelchair. I put the towel in the chair and slid over into it. My paralyzed legs followed. Wrapping the towel around my midsection I put my feet in their rests. Naked except for the towel, I too washed off and returned to bed where we both slept. Knowing soon we both would have to prepare for work.
Disability Lovers Finding New Legs
This morning was almost as exciting as last night. I got to do something I’ve never done before. Jeff had a change of clothes in his car which he got while I was bathing. While he showered I went about getting ready as usual. I chose my outfit for the day: Red skirt and black top, jet-black pantyhose, and the same black pumps from the night before. I retrieved my braces and heels from the front room using my wheelchair. As I was returning to the bedroom Jeff came in. His hair wet and oh so sexy fresh from the shower. He took my leg braces and put them on the bed for me, asking if he could put them on. Wow I thought, of course I didn’t mind, I was excited by the idea. I had to keep reminding myself Jeff was actually new to dating paraplegic girls. I had to take things slowly.
I needed to get my panties and pantyhose on as I was still naked except for the towel. He picked me up from the wheelchair like the night before and laid me on the bed. He actually picked up the clothes I laid out and began dressing me! First the panties which he slid one foot at a time through them and pulled them up my legs. He stopped me when I tried to help and I couldn’t help but smile. I laid back, and let him lift my bottom while his free hand pulled the panties around my waist. He took the black pantyhose, and lifting one foot at a time, pulled each stocking onto my feet and legs, and up to my thighs where he had to lift my bottom again.
He smoothed my legs out and picked up the brace for my left leg. He placed my thin leg into its brace and fastened the straps in reverse order from the night before. Lifting my foot a little, he wiggled it into the high heel pump and attached it to the brace. Then he ask me if I could walk using only one leg brace. Well I didn’t know if I could or not as I had never tried. Thinking it might turn him on to see me try I wanted to see if I could. My man would there to catch me if I couldn’t.
Jeff retrieved my crutches from the front room and I lowered my leg onto the floor. The knee clicked into its locked position. I balanced on the one stiff leg at first. Noticing with the three inch heel, my shorter right leg dangled about five inches above the floor. So I extended the crutches, and pulled my body forward letting my right leg swing freely. Pulling my left behind it dragged a little more than before on the floor. My firm naked breasts jiggled as I struggled around the bedroom. Dating paraplegic girls does have its perks. My bouncing boobs were two of them.
I could actually do this I thought. Walking on one brace only if I wanted, leaving my shorter leg hanging. I got Jeff to take another one of my high heels without the brace attachment made into it and slide it over my right foot. This almost made up the difference to the floor. Making the toe of the shoe point downward and barely touching the floor. I crutched around for a few minutes. Leaning on my one stiff braced leg and dragging the other limp leg behind. I let the toe of the pump slide on the floor.
Like the night before I could see Jeff becoming aroused at the sight of my frail paralyzed legs. I realized he was attracted not only to me but my disability as well. I became excited at the idea. It was nice to know I didn’t have to try and be like any other woman he had been with. I could be comfortable about my handicap knowing Jeff liked dating paraplegic girls. He was more than okay with my spinal cord injury. He liked my wheelchair, leg braces, crutches and my disability.
After crutching around a bit I went back to the bed and pulled myself bottom first onto it. I pulled my right leg to my chest and took off the smaller pump revealing my foot in only the pantyhose. I took the other leg brace and laid it under my leg. Jeff helped me with the straps and put my other pump on. The one with the build-up on the bottom and attached it to the brace. He also helped me on with my skirt while I put my bra and blouse on.
Jeff thoroughly enjoyed his first time dating paraplegic girls. I’m so glad it was with me! We didn’t bother asking about taking separate cars to work. He drove and I’m sure after work today he’ll drive me home. We’ll spend another exciting night together as disability lovers. Maybe tonight I’ll show him how I sometimes drag myself from room to room in the house. Let him see me pull my thin lifeless legs around without the braces crutches or the wheelchair. Dating paraplegic girls does require a little patience and understanding. And with that, I wish you all the happiness and love in dating paraplegic girls, that I have come to find.
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