Claire threw her clothes in a drawer and walked over to the bathroom. She brushed her smooth platinum blonde hair before tying it up in a ponytail. She looked to the side to check her profile before taking a quick look at the clothes she was wearing. Her large round breasts were easily visible underneath her tight buttoned blouse, her sexy wide hips hugged by her short black skirt. Claire grabbed her ponytail and gave it one last brush before hopping downstairs.

She was excited to finally be back in town where she grew up and was now planning on finding a position as a nurse nearby. She hopped out and headed up the neighborhood, headed towards her friend's house. Aliyah was among the first few black friends she had growing up in the mostly white neighborhood. The two grew close but once Claire decided to take the nursing path, the two went off on separate paths and just kept in touch via phone calls and e-mails. Before she knew it, she was at Aliyah's house and she smiled as she knocked on the door. Aliyah opened the door and hugged Claire tightly.

"Hey girl! It's been too damn long girl!" Aliyah exclaimed.

"I know!" Claire responded excitedly.

The two stepped into Aliyah's modest home, the sweet smell of cinnamon filling the air. Claire looked around, nothing much had changed in Aliyah's house.

"You baking something?" Claire asked.

"Yeah, making some cookies for my gramps." Aliyah answered.

"Oh, can I meet him?" Claire responded.

"You sure honey? My gramps can be pretty cranky."

Claire nodded and Aliyah shrugged. The two made their way to the kitchen and turned the corner to walk into the dining room. A lanky, muscular black man was sitting in a wheel chair watching reading a book. He looked up when he saw Aliyah and Claire walk in.

"Hey gramps, this is Claire, she's my friend since like, middle school. And Claire, this is my gramps, Maurice." Aliyah introduced the two.

Claire extended a hand and Maurice grabbed hold of it in a strong, firm grip.

"You got soft skin." Maurice commented.

Aliyah shook her head as the phone rang. "Let me get that. Don't be sayin' any dirty jokes gramps!" Aliyah shouted as she walked back to the living room.

"Oh shut up." Maurice responded.

Claire sat on a dining chair near Maurice.

"So, what brings you into town?" Claire asked.

"These damn lags. The hospital here specializes in fixing the knee problems I got." Maurice responded. "But don't let this wheel chair fool you girl, I used to be a powerhouse back in my day. Basketball, football, you name it. And the ladies, did they ever love me!" Maurice continued with a laugh.

Claire laughed and nodded. "I'm a nurse, thinking about applying to that hospital." She said as she ignored his comment about women.

"Yeah? Oh shit, maybe you can check out my knees." Maurice responded.

"Oh what? Well, I'm not really trained to that level yet."

Maurice pulled at his sweatpants and pulled them down to his knees, moving back and forth on his wheelchair. He was sitting in the wheelchair in his white boxer briefs, his sweatpants near his knees. Claire's eyes fell on his knees, which appeared to be fairly scar ridden. Her breath stopped as her eyes moved up and saw the long outline of his penis, wrapped tightly in his white underwear. After a few moments she looked up to lock eyes with Aliyah's grandfather.

"Like what you see?" He asked with a sly grin on his face.