A Crippling Desire ( open to one man)

[icu1978]

(OOC..this is a thread is open to one guy. i would like for you to pm me before posting your first post.)
Leslie ann Hargraves.
18 years old
in a wheel chair.
5 ft 6 in.
110 pounds
shoulder length dark redish brown hair.
a small sprinkling of freckles across her nose.
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Living in your own place was alot more diffacult than 18 year old Leslie Hargraves had ever imagined. Looking around the small apartment she sighs,
even if it's going to be a little hard at first she was happy to be in her own place.

The apartment was large and roomy leaving Leslie plenty of room to manuver her wheel chair to any part of the apartment.With an extra bedroom for her assistant.She had already interviewed 2 people as her assistant but neithor had worked out. if Leslie did not find someone today her parents no doubt would swoop in and take over making her move back home where they could hover over her every minute of the day. That being the last thing she wanted she seriously concidered hiring the next person that came through the door if they where experianced or not.


Rolling into her bedroom she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled on a baby t of pale yellow and a deep v plunging the neckline between her large small breasts where her necklace hung. leaving her blue jeans on becuase she didn't feel like fighting her way out of them, she rolled into the kitchen and opening the fridge grabed and apple juice and drank a small glass.

it was already 12:20 and her next appointment would be here any minute.
moving to the kitchen table she set up her paper and pen so she would be ready to take notes for her parents to review later.

the doorbell rang and she swiftly moved to answer it. There standing in her door way was the tallest,sexiest man she had ever seen.

" i'm sorry.. i think you are in the wrong place.."

Leslie had to tilt her head back back to look at his face. Her emerald green eyes looking into his. she could feel the ends of her redish brown hair swishing against the back of her wheel chair. rubbing her hands on her thighs she smiles at him. what she wouldn't give to have him as her assistant.

 

[Titelist]

Rob

Rob Stevens
35
6-0, athletic build
Had worked as a caregiver to an old lady for 10 years but she recently passed away. He was always doting and caring to the old lady, but he has been looking for a job for about a month since she passed.

He happened upon an ad for a caregiver for an 18-year-old female bound to a wheelchair. He had much experience moving a woman to and from the wheelchair to the car and to and from her bed. His strong arms can be used as support for the girl who needs to be carried and moved.

He walks up to the door and rings the doorbell. He was happy to see a cute young girl. A nice contrast to the old lady he had been caring for.

"Hi, I'm Rob, I am here to take care of you."

 

[icu1978]

"Hi, I'm Rob, I am here to take care of you."

frowning up at him her arched brows coming together.
" well Rob it's nice to meet you.. but i think we should have the interview before you declare your here to "take care of me" don't you think?"

it had upset her that he had used the term take care of her as if she was a child or something. turning she wheeled her chair into the kitchen and up to tthe table.
" shut the door and have a seat please."

 

[Titelist]

Rob

"Um, I did not mean anything by that. I mean, yes, let's chat."

I watched her wheel herself up to the table. I could tell that she wanted to be independent so badly. She really was hoping to do so much on her own, yet she still needed someone to be there. I did not want to look at her helpless, but yet, I did want to take care of her.

I was so happy when that door opened and it wasn't an aging person in front of me. Not that it matters, I had moved into this field to be helpful, and that's what I would be. But, it is a relief to have someone to talk to about similar things. Being a caregiver, you are with that person for so many hours, it's almost like a marriage. Not that I would ever want to do anything inappropriate, but this was a sweet, innocent-looking, cute young girl. Even if nothing ever happened, I would at least be able to enjoy her company.

Feeling her hands on my legs, though, did stir something deep inside me. She certainly was making sure I was strong enough to move her around and carry her if needed. Her hands were strong but yet she still had a girl's touch when they were on me. It felt good. It made me feel young. Deep inside, I really hoped she would allow me to take care of her.

 

[icu1978]

OOC( this thread isn't really going the way i had hoped..could you please write longer posts.. it gives me a bit more to work with.)

 

[Titelist]

(My bad. I didn't have much time to post last night, so I just wanted to post something to keep it going. I edited the above post to give more detail.)

 

[icu1978]

Tapping her pen against the paper Leslie watched him as he seemed to go into a daydream. finally she has had enough and she places her pen down and pushes away from the table.

" i am sorry for waisting your time. but i don't feel that this is the job for you. i will show you to the door. thank you for coming by."

leading him to the door she smiled and opening moved to the side so he could pass through. " it was pleasant to meet you. i hope you find a position soon."

saying goodbye she shuts the door and scratches his name off of the list of possible's.

going to the kitchen she pours a cup of coffee and waits for the next enterview to show up.

 

[Newstart]

An open mind

Riding the elevator up to the apartment I was thinking that I had a list of jobs on my CV that would put off any potential employer.
It wasn’t that I wouldn’t commit to a job. It was just that after a few weeks or even a few days at some places I figured that I seen everything that the job had to offer and was bored.
In truth I didn’t know what I was looking for, all I knew was I hadn’t found it yet.

The ad in the paper didn’t give much information but it was something new and I was up for anything that wasn’t “regular hours” or “works canteen” or… well anything that didn’t look like the other jobs I’d already tried.

“Assistant” was the headline but it was the rest of the text that grabbed my attention.
“Young woman, wheelchair bound seeks empathetic assistant. More of a journey than a job.”

Well I could do most things needed around an apartment, could cook pretty well and well…whatever. It was worth giving it a shot.

I rang the bell and waited. There was a kind of scraping noise and then the latch turned and the door swung open to reveal a pretty young woman dressed in jeans and a tee shirt, sat in a wheelchair.

I’d had it all prepared. “Good morning. I’m here in response to your advertisement in the classifieds seeking an assistant?”
But then in my life nothing goes to plan and we both kind of stood there – ah shit! No I didn’t mean that. I stood and she sat and well, you know what I mean.
There we were kind of staring at each other when she said:

"I'm sorry. I think you are in the wrong place."

Just like that and I hadn’t even said a word. Even for me that was a short interview!

“Ah no,” I said, waving the page I’d torn from the paper. “I have your ad here for an assistant and…”

I’d run out of words and now it was up to her.

 

[icu1978]

Taking the paper from his outstretched hand she looked at it. It was her add that was for sure. Handing it back to him she smiles and shrugs her shoulders.
" ok then.. i guess you ARE in the right place."

wheeling her chair back she makes room for him to enter and then closes and bolts the door behind him.
" 'i am set up in the kitchen leading the way she wheels up to the table top and once again takes pen and begins to jot down little notes as she looks up at him a smile on her face.

" have you ever done any work like this before? i need someone that knows what there doing or at the very least can learn quickly."

taping her pen for a moment on the paper she looks out the window and then smiles again. " i will go over the rules with you and we will discuss your pay if your hired. first no party in my home. second no visitors.. i don't like strangers hanging around, no over night geusts,no getting falling down drunk a drink now and then is fine but you wouldn't be much help to me if i needed you while you where passed out on the floor." stoping she takes a breath and says a little prayer that this one would work out better than the last.

" you will be helping mostly by lifting me from my bed to the chair and visa versa, and of course.. * her cheeks start turning pink* i would need help in and out of the shower. you will be preparing my meals becuase i can't really reach the top of the stove. and if i go out somewhere i will need you with me to help me in and out of cabs and of course the problem with stores is self explainatory."

"would you be ok with all of this?"

 

[Newstart]

An interview

Wow! She has this off like she’s on her fourth day of interviews and I’m her last chance. So I start from the end and work backwards.

“OK. First I have to tell you that I have no experience at all of helping someone in a wheelchair although my sister does have twin boys and she trusts me with their buggy.” She returns my smile and so I press on. “And I’m guessing that if I don’t push your chair straight to the toy department when we’re out shopping you won’t yell the place down and then throw your lunch over me.”

“Cabs I know about because I’ve driven them and I can cook, some days better than others but you won’t starve.”

I can see she's taking notes and something in me says that she's writing, “Inexperienced, patronising, knows how to open cans, dangerous driver”.

“I know this is your house and I respect your house rules but I didn’t know the job was live-in but now that I think about it I guess I have to be here for you 24/7 and that’s me learning fast!”

She’s tapping her pen and looking at me as if she’s about to burst out laughing. Have I said something funny?
Well if I have it doesn’t matter because here comes the difficult bit.

“I can lift you in and out of bed ok and I can help you in and out of the shower but that will involve a lot of hands on work and I’m guessing you don’t shower in a robe so you’ll have to decide if I look like I’m acceptable as your very personal lifter.”

She’s blushing while I say this and I can tell it’s a really difficult moment for her.
It is for me as well.
No one wants a complete stranger handling them and seeing them at their most vulnerable but it is the whole point of the job, sharing her vulnerability.

“Look, I guess this is really difficult for you, making a decision like this after just a few minutes. Why don’t I give you a little time to think. I’ll grab a coffee and check back with you in say,” I glance at my watch “Twenty minutes?”

I start to move towards the door but something makes me hesitate.
"Oh, and by the way, my name is Daniel."

 

[icu1978]

Knodding her head she watches him head out of the apartment and burts into peals of laugher. wiping her tears of her eyes Leslie goes over her notes.

ok so he doesn't have a clue as to how to take care of some on in a wheel chair.
but she has a feeling he wasn't lying when he said he was a fast learner.
and he made her laugh.
looking around the apartment she thought about his cooking ability.. well we can always just order out alot i geuss.

smiling she tosses the pen on the table and turns her chair to sit next to the window. she likes this guy and she was going to hire him even if her parents did put up a huge fuss over it. this was still her choice and she wants Daniel.
with her mind made up she sits and waits for him to come back to the apartment.

 

[Newstart]

Indecision

So I didn’t get a coffee. I just walked around the block a couple of times until the twenty minutes was up.
Walking is a good way to think.
Did I really want this job?

She’s a sweet girl and I’m sure she’s very nice but it’s the responsibility and I can see that living together but not together, if you see what I mean, would make us like that show The Odd Couple, always bitching at each other, never being able to get away from each other.

But, but…

So I walk back to her place and this time I take the stairs. It’s eight flights but I need to do something to shake off this feeling of indecision.
Maybe I’ll get lucky and she’ll say “Thanks but no thanks” and that will be that, no job but no hassle either.
Or maybe she’ll say “Yes, you can start right away” and my heart will sink and I'll wonder what the hell I’m getting myself into.

Ok here I am at her door. Why am I hesitating? Lift hand, stick out finger, press the bell, take one pace back, smile and be ready to say: “I’m sorry I took your time”.

But, but…

 

[icu1978]

moving to the door she swings it open. " welcome back"
moving to the side she makes room for him to pass by her. Smiling she fallows him into the kitchen and at the table she places her hands on the table top. Her brows come togethor before her face turns and she looks at him.

" i am willing to give you the job.... i need to know first..well.. are you sure you want it.i don't want to be looking for someone else next week or even next monthe. so you see i need you to be sure about this."

she looks down at her hands and fidgets a little in her chair anything to not have to meet his eyes. every time she looks into his eyes she wants to melt.when the phone rings she heaves a heavey sigh and and smiles. going into the living room she stops next to the computer and picks up the hand set.

" hello... oh hi mom."
she rubs her eyes as she listens to her mother on the other end.
" no mom i am not coming home. i have been enterveiwing some good candidates for the job and they all seem more than capable to handle what's involved."

again she sits silently and listens carefully.
" oh god mom. i am cripple not incapcitated for christ sake."
she listens for a shorter time and then snaping she slaps her leg with her free hand. " no dammit i am not coming home. i love you and will call you later.........goodbye mom"

hanging up the phone a little more roughly than she needed to she turns and comes back to the table where he was still sitting.
" i should warn you.. you will have to deal with my mother if you work here."
she said it as a joke but it was the truth.

"so have you made up your mind Daniel?"

 

[Newstart]

Decision

It was the “For Christ’s sake Mom” that did it, that spark of defiance that Daniel wanted to fan into a flame of independence.
He knew in an instant that her parents had just been humouring her by letting her get the apartment, believing that in the end she’d come home, tail between her legs and then her Mom could say “I told you so” and take over running her life again.

“Yes I have. I want the job please. When do I start?

 

[icu1978]

sighing in releif she looks to him and smiles brightly.
" oh that's great.. i thought there for a moment that maybe you where going to take a pass on the job."
opening a large yellow envolope she had pulled from under her tablet of paper she looks inside and then pulls out a credit credit card and a set of keys.

handing them to him she explains." the credit card will have 3 thousand at the end of each month deposited to it.. that will be your check. the keys are to the apartment. you will have saturdays off since that is when my mother comes to visit me.trust me.. you don't want to be there for that."

wheeling away from teh table she leads him down the hall to the third door on the right. " this is your room.. i will never go inside with out permision. so no need to worry that you will not have privacy."

letting him go inside and look around at the large room she calls out.
" can you start today or will you need time to make arrangments?"

 

[Newstart]

Moving house

"No I'll start right away. I'll need to collect my clothes and some personal bits but the rest I'll take over to my sister's place next weekend."

I'm amazed. Just a few minutes ago I was having serious doubts about all this but now I'm enthused by this beautiful young woman and her spirit.

So what's first on the list. Do I need to check the groceries, is there anything you don't like or don't eat?"

She's smiling like she's just won first prize and she has; she's won her freedom.
I look around my room. It's good, bigger than I've been living in. This will be ok.

 

[icu1978]

laughing she watches his facial expressions change before he looks back to her. " well we could start with that.. there really isn't anything i wont eat besides olives."

wheeling around she goes to the living room and looks out the window down at the street." it's rush hour.. not the best time to go out.. we should wait for another hour or so.. that will give you time to explore the apartment and get comftorable in your room."

 

[Newstart]

I have to smile. She’s got a good sense of humour and picked up immediately on my asking if there was anything she didn’t eat. Naughty too!
But I don’t suppose she means anything by it, just having fun.

“OK, first things first. You just gave me a job and a credit card with my wages on it but I don’t know the name of my new employer, or should I call you Miss or ma’am … or mistress?”

 

[icu1978]

as she realizes that she hired him without ever telling him her name she begins to laugh so hard that tears roll down her cheeks. she had no idea why she found this so funny but she did... perhaps it was the stress of the day finally finding a way of releasing it's self.

" oooh ooh i am so sorry.. i am Leslie."

wiping her eyes after she calms down she dry's her hands on her pants and leans her head back stretching her neck until the delicate white flesh was drawn tight.

covering her eyes for a moment she sighs heavely before looking to him.
"well now that you have seen my many moods i think i will lay down for a nap...if you will help me into my bed."

she had moved so that her chair was beside him and she was lookin up at him from her chair.

 

[Newstart]

The beginning

I return her smile.
“My first task hey? OK let’s get you to the bedroom.” I release the brake on the chair and wheel Leslie to her room.

It’s bigger than mine is and that has allowed plenty of space for Leslie to manoeuvre her chair around the queen-size bed.
The décor is feminine and I can see that this is Leslie’s sanctuary, her space.

I park the chair beside the bed and set the brake.
“Would you just like to lay on the top as you are with perhaps a throw over you or do you want to undress and get under the covers?”

I’m aware that this is our first contact and there is a tension in the air like electricity. I don’t want to get this wrong.
She’s looking up at me expectantly and I as I bend to lift her I’m aware of her perfume, fresh and young, just like her.

 

[icu1978]

Leslie wraps her arms around his neck as he moves to lift her up out of her chair. laughing when he lays her on the bed and nearly falls over with her.
" on top of the blankets will be fine. but i would like my shoes and socks.... and my jeans to be taken off so i will be able to rest."

waiting quitly for him to get them off she try's to help as best as she can. but when he reaches for the button of her jeans she stops him." it's alright i can get them undone." undoing her jeans sje pulls the zipper open and then points to a small purple blanket laying at the end of the bed.

" just hand me that so i can cover up once you have them off."

 

[Newstart]

A nap

Leslie’s shoes and socks are no problem and I wonder as I pull her socks off if she has ticklish feet.
She wants her jeans off and although she’s insistent that she will undo the button and zip I’ll still have to lift her hips off the bed so that she can push them down.
I take the purple blanket and lay it over her from her waist down and then there’s another of those moments as I lean over her, slipping my hand under the small of her back and then lifting her hips clear of the bed.
She struggles a bit as she pushes her jeans down over her hips.

“OK you can let me down. They should just pull off now.” and she pulls the blanket a little higher, covering herself up to her breasts.

At the bottom of the bed I look at her and she’s smiling at me.
“Ready?” I ask and she just nods, smiling back and so I pull her jeans off and they come away easily.
They’re still warm from her body and scented with her perfume and I fold them and lay them on the chair in the corner.

She’s snuggled under the blanket now and I check that it’s covering her.

“Give me a couple of hours will you please Daniel?”
It’s the first time she’s used my name like that and it feels good.

 

[icu1978]

Watching him leave the room and shut the door so that it only stood open a few inches she smiled and let out a long sigh. thinking maybe this one will work out and i won't have to move back home after all. closing her eyes she lifts her right arm and lays it over her head. her fingers picking up and twirling a lock of her hair as she turns her head to look out of the large windows across the room.

She had no idea how she would ever get used to having a man care for her. it felt so odd to have him help her remove her pants. what was she going to do when it was time for her bath tonight? perhaps she would skip it this one night until she was a little more used to him being around. nooo she thought. i can't stand to go with out a bath. it was the one thing she had always insisted on every night and every morning. a bath always made her feel clean and relaxed. sighing she closed her eyes " i'm just going to have to get over it and let the man do his job" she said softly as she willed herself to relax and eventually sleep came.

It hadn't seemed like that long before she heard him come into the room. she could smell his colgne and opened her eyes to look at him. He was standing next to the bed looking down at her. smiling she rubbed her eyes. "it's time already huh? seems like i just fell asleep." laughing she pushes herslef up and leans her upper back aganst the beadboard of the bed.

" if you open the second drawer of my dresser you'll find some cotton shorts.. i think i would like to wear those instead of the jeans." she continued as if she was trying to explain." they are so much easier to get on."

she watched as he moved across the room. she noticed teh ache in her back and tryed moving further down in the bed so she was once again laying on her pillows. she would need that hot bath tonight she could already tell that it was going to be a bad night.

 

[36b7]

ooc

oops sorry!!

 

[Newstart]

While Leslie is asleep I check out the kitchen and the bathroom to see what we need to get from the stores.
The kitchen is good, enough pans for me but we need to get some food in.

The bathroom is better, lots of girly things, creams and body scrubs and bath oil.
I'm going to have to keep my shaving kit in my room I guess as I don't want her to feel that I'm "moving in".

I check on Leslie a couple of times; she's curled on her side breathing gently, fast asleep so I give her an extra 20 minutes before waking her.
She's a little drowsy at first but soon awake and asks for some cotton shorts from the dresser.

The drawer is full of her clothes, shorts and Ts in this one but I know that there will be bras and panties here as well and it feels strange to be searching through her stuff, as if I'm an intruder.

"Ok, time to get these on." and I notice that she's lying down again.
"Are you ok?"

"Yes ok but my back is stiff," she says. "It's one of the problems that comes from being in a chair all the time, but a bath tonight will help."

I pull the purple blanket down to get her shorts on and immediately I'm hit by the warmth and the scent of her, a warm womanly scent, but I have ajob here to do so I lean over her and again slip my hand under her waist.

"Ok, lets get these shorts on you, and then it's time to shop."