Nathan and the Family
Copyright© 2026 by Ososober
Chapter 1
New year eve Summer 1999
By this time I had completed my residential electrical ticket, and more importantly had another rental property, I chose to only work part time a couple days a week, I now had 4 rental properties as well as my own house I was happy, not dating anyone nor looking to date anyone.
I was attending a NYE party at a nightclub in Leedervile (suburb in Perth), suffice to say it was loud and packed to the rafters, almost no standing, sitting or dancing room
I forced my way up to the bar, and I noticed this lady attempting to get bartenders attention and was being ignored, she is 146 cm (4ft 10in) she weighed not even 40kg. The bartenders either could not see her or was completely ignoring her, either way,
Even though it was NYE well technically New years day as it was after midnight, I was still completely sober, I had not had a drink in a few hours, there was an empty bar stool next to her.
She was sitting at bar looking lonely and unhappy at not being able to get a drink.
As I sat next to her, in a big booming voice I called “Bar keep a drink please”, and then quielty asked what she wanted to drink”
The bartender made her way down to the end of the bar and said “Sorry, what can I get ya all”
The lady replied “Bacardi and coke”
I said “Scotch and coke please make that 2 of each “ I placed a $50 note down
She said “My name is Helen, and thanks, I was about to give up and head home.
I reply, “You are welcome, and my name is Nathan, nice to meet you, are you with someone?, I just don’t want a jealous boyfriend coming back thinking the wrong idea”
By this time the 4 drinks has arrived. I giver her the two drinks.
Helen replies, “Nah my girls left me, I cant walk much, my legs don’t work properly, as I said I was about to go home” Helen thinks mmm he smells nice, he bought me a couple of drinks maybe I could ask him for a couple more drinks, then maybe see if he want to go to out on the balcany and steal some seats.
I reply. “Whats wrong with your legs”
Helen “I have spina bifida and scoliosis” Now thinking, great he will leave now, just like everyone else when they realise I broken, I don’t want him to leave he smells good, wait what, my pussy is tingling.
Me, “Whats Spina bifida and scoliosis, is that the curve of the spine? Or something like that?
Helen “yep, that is it, also do you want to go outside to the balcony, the, seats are more comfy than these stools” thinking, why am I getting horny, I am just chatting to him.
“Yes” I reply, “Lets finish our drinks off first then go.”
She picks up her second drink and slams it down, “done. lets go with a grin”
She then slides of the stool, and we make our way out side.
Helen does have some difficulty in walking, but she does not let that stop her from getting to the balcony.
The balcony is less crowded and a few of the seats are vacant.
The seats are curved, 2.5 meters long, cushioned, with a small round table in front
She tells me, the because of her disability she lives with her mum, dad and younger sister is Ballajurah, an inner northern suburb of Perth.
We make small talk not really chatting about anything, she then asks if I can get a couple more drinks, before she has to head home.
I head inside and grab to more 2 more Bacardi and Coke, and just cokes for me as I have to drive home, and return back to Helen, when I return I notice that she has undone the top button of her shirt
Around 3.30 am she is already mildly tipsy and very hot says”well its time for me to head home. Do you have a car?”
“Yes, a brand new HSV Senator Wagon” trying to brag about my car.
Helen then slurs “Nice, a wagon, Would you like to take me home,?”
I reply “of course” as I do not refuse cute girls, and i was hopeful of action with her.
She replies, “I live in Ballajurah is that OK,?”
“sure that is not far,” walking her outside to my car
I walk her to the car, and open the door for her and then I ask where we are going, she give me her address, which i look up in the UBD street directory this is before GPS use, (roughly know where the suburb is but not the residential road) after a couple of minutes I look the route, then start driving there.
About 20 minutes later, Helen said she needs to wee, and asks if I can stop, a moment later we pull into a service station (Gas Station or Petrol station for international readers)
Helen goes inside to the toilet, does her thing, wipes herself, thinking, why am I horny, why am I moist, its not like he is going to fuck me, no guys have, he is kinda cute, he seems nice as well.