Chapter 14

After the summer I went back to school for the final year, very early on I had to apply for university, during my cancer treatment I decided I wanted to be a Dr, even when they told me my leg was going to amputated, I figured that I could still be a Dr on crutches, but since both my legs had been amputated I’d felt a little lost, not really knowing what I wanted to do. I sat at home one evening looking at university courses online getting stressed about what to do.

‘Darling, what is it you really want to do? Do you still want to do medicine’ Dad asked.

‘Yes, but I can’t.’

‘Why not?’

‘How can I be a Dr in a wheelchair?’

‘Why can’t you? Haylee, you’ve spent so much time in hospital that you’d know what people were going through, you’d have empathy with them, you’d make an amazing Dr so what if you’re in a wheelchair, that doesn’t stop you?

‘I know, but... ‘

‘But nothing. Since losing your legs you have stubbornly and determinedly found a new way to do everything you did before, you now do sit volleyball, you found a way to snowboard, you have adapted workouts in the gym, you didn’t like adaptive hockey as they use powered wheelchairs so you now play wheelchair basketball instead, you have a hand bike so you can still get out for runs, nothing has held you back, don’t let this stop you now.’ He said poking my stump sticking out of my shorts.

‘I know, but everything else I could see it working in my head, this I’m struggling with.’

‘Ok, how about we go to some open days and set up some meetings with faculty staff to see how they think you’d get on?’

‘Ok, I guess it can’t hurt.’

Over the next few weeks Mum and Dad visited lots of medical schools, some were not that encouraging, saying I wouldn’t be able to perform CPR or put in an IV, however, others were really encouraging, especially when I told them my interest was in paediatric oncology having been a teenaged cancer patient. I felt better about the idea now, so I applied to the schools that had been encouraging. Over the next few months I studied for the BioMedical Admissions Test, which meant I didn’t get to spend time with Finn or my friends very much. I started studying with a boy at school called Idris, who was also applying to medical school, he was a bit of geek but very bright, certainly someone that I found an intellectual equal. The night before the exam I was so nervous I barely slept. The day of the exam was was a cold, wet November morning, I got up early, showered, dressed in a pair of bright red Calvin Klein bikini knickers, a white Calvin Klein bralette and the same black skirt and ivory shirt I’d worn in court and headed downstairs, Mum had also gotten up early and made breakfast but I was too nervous to eat. I left early, picked up Idris and drove to the venue, found a disabled parking space and headed inside with him. We registered and took our seats in the hall with about 200 other students, and, at 9am sharp, the exam started. We were given two hours to complete the exam which I finished in just over 90 minutes, but had to sit at the desk until the 2 hours were up, so as not to disturb the other students. When we were dismissed, I held back a few minutes to let the crowd disperse, before wheeling myself out of the building where I found Idris waiting for me. I wheeled alongside him back to my car and drove us back to school, I felt sick the whole journey and for the rest of the day.

It was Friday, two weeks later before the results were released, as soon as I got out of my car at school, Idris came over to me.

‘Have you seen your results yet?’ He asked.

‘Not yet, I tried to login earlier, but it says they won’t be released until 9am.’

‘Oh, what lesson do you have first?’

‘I have a free period, wanna meet me in the library straight after registration?’

‘Ok, see you there.’ He said the headed off to his class as I headed to mine, as I got out the car park Sarah came over.

‘What did Idris want?’ She asked.

‘We both did the medical school entrance exam, he wanted to know if I’d got my test scores yet?’

‘And have you?’ She asked excitedly.

‘No, they’re released at 9am.’ I said sounding nervous, I could feel my stomach start doing somersaults.

‘Ah, you’ll be fine.’ Sarah said trying to sound reassuring.

‘We’ll see.’ I replied as we got to our classroom. After registration I wheeled straight to the library and found Idris already logged on to a computer. The others were in use so I got my laptop out my bag and opened it up on his desk. At 9am exactly we both logged on to the website and kept refreshing until the scores appeared.

‘What did you get?’ Idris asked.

‘You first.’

‘No, you.’ He replied. I knew he wanted to gloat over his score, I considered holding out, but decided I didn’t care enough.

‘I got a 9, an 8.8 and a 4.5A, so 22.3 in total.’

‘Holy shit, no way.’ He said grabbing my laptop and looking at the screen.

‘Hey!’ I replied, annoyed at him for grabbing my laptop, and him clearing not believing my score.

‘It’s not possible, there must be an error.’ He said looking gobsmacked at my score, he hit refresh several times but my score remained the same.

‘What did you get?

‘I can’t believe it, this is the highest score for the last 5 years, this can’t be right.’

‘Hey!’ I said now getting really pissed off. ‘What did you get Idris, tell me?’

‘Erm, 5.5, 6.3 and 3C, so 14.8. There’s no way you got the highest score for 5 years.’

‘Holy shit! You think you’re better than me, you wanted to gloat about your score.’ I said grabbing my laptop back, folding it up and putting it back in my bag, before turning to leave the library.

‘Wait a second, maybe logout and log back in to check your score.’ He said grabbing my chair to stop me.

‘Let go of my chair Idris.’

‘No, it must be wrong, let me check again.’ He said still holding my chair with one hand as he tried to grab my bag.

‘Let go of my fucking chair now Idris.’ I said loudly and firmly then grabbed my bag from him.

‘But that can’t be right, there’s no way.’

‘Is everything ok Haylee.’ A voice suddenly said from behind me, I looked back and saw it was my French teacher from year 11.

‘No, Idris won’t let go of my chair and tried to grab my bag, he doesn’t believe my BMAT score.’

‘Sir, there must be a mistake... ‘ Idris started to reply but was stopped by the teacher putting his hand up.

‘Idris, let go of Haylee, now.’ He said angrily before looking back at me, ‘What did you get?’

‘22.3.’ I replied embarrassedly, feeling my face blush red.

‘Is that good?’ He asked. ‘It sounds good.’

‘It’s out of 23.’ I replied.

‘Yeah, supposedly the highest score in 5 years.’ Idris mumbled.

‘Holy crap girl, well done you.’ He said excitedly then high-fived me making me giggle. He then turned back to Idris. ‘I suggest you apologise to Haylee then leave.

‘But sir... ‘ He moaned.

‘Idris, now, I’m shocked at your behaviour, you thought you were better than Haylee, didn’t you? And you can’t stand that a girl was better than you, now, apologise and leave, and I suggest you have a good think about your actions today.’ He said, now sounding really angry.

‘Sorry Haylee.’ Idris mumbled as he grabbed his bag and skulked out of the library.

‘Well done Haylee, that’s amazing, you ok?’

‘Thanks, I’m good.’ I nodded, sorting out my bag, then wheeling out of the library. My friends were all so excited when I caught up with them in the 6th form common room and told them, they all squealed and bounced around. The head of the 6th form came in to find out what all the noise was about, when I told her she squealed almost as loudly as my friends. She told me how proud she was of me then hurried into her office while I went back to talking to my friends, telling them about my scores and Idris’ behaviour. A few minutes later, Mrs Westerman came bounding into the room, excitedly congratulating me before giving me a big cuddle. She was very proud of me, but also excited about what it meant for the school. I was too excited and distracted to pay attention the rest of the day, I had biology after lunch where the teacher congratulated me on my score having been told by Mrs Westerman, Idris, on the other hand, just glared at me the whole lesson. After school I drove Sarah, Isla and Becky back to my house while Charlie drove Beaux, Kate and Amelia. As I pulled into the driveway, Finn was stood there waiting for me.

‘Well?’ He asked excitedly as he opened the car door for me. Before I had a chance to reply, my Mum and Dad came out of the house and ran over to me.

‘Well, did you find out yet?’ Mum asked excitedly.

‘Can someone get my chair and give me a chance to get out of the car please?’

‘Sure.’ Dad replied getting my chair from the boot and placing it by my door, I then transferred into it and got comfortable.

‘So?’ Mum asked.

‘Well, I logged on at 9 and, well, it was a really difficult exam, so I don’t want to get your hopes up.’ I started to say, while trying to sound disappointed, but I couldn’t keep up the pretence, I felt ready to explode. ‘I got a 22.3.’ I squealed.

‘Holy shit!.’ Dad shouted excitedly, as he grabbed me and cuddled me tight. Mum didn’t say a word, she just squealed and joined the cuddle. Once everyone had calmed down, we headed inside where I found my family had put up party banners and balloons. While everyone started having a party, I disappeared into Dad’s office to FaceTime Zack, as I was excited to tell him the news, he was really sweet and so pleased for me. As I wheeled back out of the office Caitlyn had just got home, came running up to me, squealing and face me a cuddle before we rejoined the party where I was handed a glass of champagne, Dad then coughed loudly so that everyone went quiet, he then gave a short, but beautiful speech congratulating me on my achievements before they all said cheers. We spent the rest of the evening partying as more and more people turned up, including my grandparents, Aunts and Uncles and even the neighbours. At one point I managed to grab my Dad and pull him into the office.

‘When did you set all this up?’ I asked.

‘Your Mum and Caitlyn have been organizing this for the last few weeks.’

‘And what would you have done if I hadn’t passed?’

‘We had that much faith in you, we knew you’d pass, when you put your mind to something, you never fail.’ He said then tapped me on the nose with his finger making me screw up my face. ‘Besides, the banners all have ‘sorry you failed’ on the back, we’d have just pulled a cord to flip them over.’

‘Wow.’ I giggled.

‘Haylee, I’m so proud of you.’ He said before giving me a big cuddle. ‘I really hope you get to do everything you ever wanted.’

‘Thank you Daddy.’ I said returning his cuddle. It was the early hours before most people left, some of my friends stayed over and we sat up drinking until even later.

The next night Finn took me out for dinner to celebrate, after having a shower, I put on a purple lacy g-string, a short, black, skater skirt and a beige, sleeveless, cropped corset top. After doing my hair and make up, I headed downstairs, got into my car and drove to pick up Finn, who looked very handsome in a tight fitting pair of dark blue trousers, a white shirt and a waistcoat that matched his trousers. We headed to a really nice restaurant where we had a fantastic meal. After dinner we went for a walk in a nearby park, Finn sat on a bench and I transferred over next to him then cuddled up to him to keep warm, we then sat chatting and stargazing. After a while climbed over onto Finn’s lap, undid his trousers and started stroking his cock while kissing him. Once he was hard, I slid my g-string to the side then lowered myself into his cock and started thrusting back and forward.

‘Holy shit.’ He gasped breathlessly as he wrapped his arms around me under my skirt, place his hands on my buttocks and started guiding my thrusts.

‘I’ve been wanting to do this for ages, now the BMAT’s are over I can pay you a bit more attention.’

‘I can’t wait.’ He gasped as I smiled then started thrusting again. We quickly reached simultaneous orgasms, my body went rigid as I spasmed all over, while Finn squeezed my bum and grunted while pulling me down onto his cock. As he started ejaculating into me, I started squirting onto his lap, our thrusts had become erratic as we tried to prolong our orgasms. As my orgasm started to fade, I flopped breathlessly onto his chest, as Finn moved his hands onto my hips and stroked the waistband of my g-string. We sat there for a while until our breathing had recovered, then I got Finn to reach into my handbag and get out a couple of wet wipes, which I used to wipe my pussy lips while he wiped his cock. I then shifted my g-string back into place and climbed back into my chair, as Finn pulled his trousers back up. We stayed cuddled up for a while longer before heading back to the car, Finn walked over to a nearby rubbish bin, threw the wipes in and caught up with me. As I drove him home he kept his hand on my stump, rubbing it gently. Once at his, we kissed passionately before he headed inside and I drove home.

Over then next few weeks, Dad drove me around the country to various universities so that I could have interviews, all of the panels became really interested when I told them I’d had cancer and that I was interested in paediatric oncology. I ended up with 2 unconditional offers and 4 conditional offers that matched my predicted grades. My family had grown to really like Finn, so they were happy for him to stay over or me stay over at his, his family were also really nice and I felt really comfortable around them. Finn was really happy for me when I told him about my university offers. He had applied to study law but at different universities, we both worried what that would mean for us, but tried not let it bother us now and just had fun together. I was glad when Christmas came around and I could relax for 2 weeks with my friends and family. This year my family were going to my aunt and uncles for Christmas Day, after getting up and having breakfast we opened our presents before getting showered and dried. I put on a red lacy thong and bra with a red dress I’d decided was Christmassy, I then curled my hair, happy that it was now a good length again, put on some make-up then headed downstairs, put a coat on and headed out to Mum’s car for the 1 hour drive. We had a lovely day, all my family together having fun, eating and drinking lots, Mum let me drink wine at dinner, then Dad and my Nan snuck me some more in the afternoon. After tea and some games we headed home late in the evening.

After Christmas I worked and studied hard at school, not really having much time for socializing, but I made a promise to myself that I would take every Saturday off to spend with Finn and my friends. Most weeks I would head to Finn’s house early, or he would come to mine, we would spend a few hours having sex as much as we could, then we would go out and either meet up with friends or spend the day together.

My 18th birthday came round in the middle of the week, in the morning I got up, showered, dressed in green lacy lingerie and a pretty, dark blue, cotton summer dress, headed downstairs, climbed into my wheelchair and rolled into the kitchen where Mum, Dad and Caitlyn were waiting for me and shouted ‘Happy birthday’ as I entered. After they’d all cuddled me, I opened my presents, had breakfast and drove Caitlyn and I to school. After school Finn came round, thankfully Mum was out and Caitlyn was at netball practice giving us the house to ourselves. Finn was barely though the door before he’d scooped me out of my chair, held me to his chest and we were kissing passionately. He carried me to the couch, dropped his bag next to it, laid me down and carried on kissing me while sliding my dress down revealing my green, lacy lingerie. He then slowly moved his way down my body, rubbing his hands along me, before kneeing on the floor, sliding my thong to the side and burying his face into my pussy making me groan and gasp.

‘What if someone comes home?’ I whispered, secretly hoping he didn’t stop.

‘Is anyone due home soon?’ He said looking up at me. I shook my head in reply. He shrugged his shoulders and returned his mouth to my pussy. I could feel a heat developing in my pelvis before it started to spread out, across my body. He moved his mouth to my clit, I could then feel him doing something with his hands before he slid 2 lubed fingers inside me making me gasp louder. His tongue and lips expertly worked my clit getting me closer and closer to an orgasm. I squealed out loudly as I peaked, my body started shaking as I started squirting all over his face while he continued sucking my clit and fingering me. As my orgasm started to subside I felt Finn working a 3rd finger into my pussy, at first it felt a little tight but after a few minutes my vagina adjusted, and it brought me increased pleasure, soon I was cumming and squirting all over his face again. Before my orgasm subsided he started sucking and licking my clit and fingering fucking me again, my whole body felt like it was on fire, he started working a 4th finger inside me, the increased pressure triggered a 3rd and 4th orgasm, my body jerked and spasmed so violently I thought I was going to break something. As I started to come down form my 4th orgasm he paused his oral onslaught on my clit but continued working his 4 fingers deeper and deeper into me. After a while his mouth returned to my clit, instantly enhancing the sensation and making me squeal loudly. I could feel the pressure from his fingers and hand increasing, it felt like he was trying to push his hand inside me. I tried to adjust my position, my impending orgasm was suddenly halted by a shoot of pain from my vulva.

‘Baby, be gentle, it’s a little sore.’ I whispered.

‘Just relax.’ He whispered before returning his mouth to my clit, quickly building me to another, massive orgasm. As I peaked hard I suddenly felt his whole hand slide inside me, making me let out a guttural scream, my insides felt like they were on fire. My whole body felt alive, I was somewhere between pain and pleasure, I just couldn’t work out where. Part of me wanted him to stop, but another part wanted him to never let up. He moved his mouth from my clit while his fist now started moving up and down inside of me, I felt like I was having one long, earth shattering orgasm now, I couldn’t see straight anymore, my whole body alternated between jerking and trembling, my chest and breasts were red hot. As orgasm after orgasm washed over me, I felt something I hadn’t felt for a long time, it felt as though my thighs were squeezing tightly together, it was a weird sensation but seemed to prolong my orgasm, as fluid continued flooding from my pussy, I was astounded that I was able to produce that much liquid. At some point my orgasm must have become so intense that I passed out, because suddenly I opened my eyes and Finn was laying next me, smiling.

‘Happy birthday baby. I have never seen anything like that before.’

‘Wow.’ I gasped breathlessly. ‘ That was so intense.’

‘It looked it.’ He said with a smile before moving his head and kissing me. As I slowly recovered Finn stripped off, slid my thong off, knelt back on the floor, and slid his massive cock into me, it didn’t take long before yet another orgasm washed over me, I could feel my pussy milking Finn’s rock hard cock.

‘Roll over babe.’ He whispered as I started to come down. With his help I got onto my front, he then unclipped my bra, slid it down my arms and let it drop to my side, he then held me by the hips, slid his cock back inside me and quickly started pounding me bringing on yet another orgasm. As I peaked I realised I wasn’t squirting this time, I guess I was dehydrated now, however the orgasm was just as intense. As I peaked Finn’s cock was pushed from my pussy as it squeezed tight. He let go of my side, pulled my butt cheeks apart, then I felt the tip of his cock against my sphincter. I took a deep breath and tried to relax as he held one butt cheek out with one hand, held his cock with the other and started to push it inside me. I felt my sphincter slowly accept his intrusion, his cock slowly worked inside me, I could feel it push through each ring of muscle. I controlled my breathing and bit the cushion until he finally slid to the hilt. He moved his hands back to my hips and held still for a few moments.

‘You ok?’ He whispered.

‘U-uh.’ I nodded in reply. He waited a few more moments, allowing my arsehole to adjust, before starting to slowly slide back and pushing his cock back in. Finn gently started building up his thrusts before lifting my pelvis and pulling me tighter toward him. I took the opportunity to reach down with one hand and start rubbing my clit, finding that my whole pussy was soaking wet. His thrusts got harder and faster until he was pounding my arsehole, he lifted me further up, so I used both hands to support myself until I was almost doing a handstand. I realised now that if anyone came home now they would find a guy balls deep in their daughter or sisters arse, pounding her hard, the thought made me shudder with embarrassment. My pussy needed some attention again, I tried holding myself up with one hand, finding that he had a good grip on my hips so that I was able to hold myself one handed, I then started rubbing my labia and clit, while occasionally sliding 2 fingers inside, between my masturbation and his cock in my arse, I quickly built myself to yet another orgasm. As I peaked, I felt my arsehole tightly squeeze Finn’s cock, I heard him gasp and groan, then pull me to him, and hold me still, he then shivered all over before I could feel his warm, sticky semen, ejaculating deep in my bowels, giving me warm feeling inside. As soon as we both peaked we collapsed into a sweaty, breathless heap on the sofa.

‘We should clean up.’ I said after a while.

‘I guess.’ Finn replied, reluctant to give up our naked embrace.

‘Come on, you can carry me up to the shower, after 2 1/2 years I still haven’t worked out a way of getting to the bathroom after sex without leaving a messy trail behind me.’ Finn laughed and picked me up. ‘Actually, we better clean this mess up first.’

‘Oh yeah.’ He said now looking at the massive puddle on the hardwood floor. Finn walked into the kitchen and came back with some kitchen towel and a cloth, dried the puddle with the kitchen towel, gave the floor a wipe with the damp cloth then returned them to the kitchen. He then walked back over, picked up his bag and our clothes, scooped me up, held me one handed against his hip and started making his way upstairs. As we walked I could feel my wet pussy sliding down his hip, he had to keep lifting me back up. Once in my bedroom, he dropped our clothes onto the bed, carried me into the bathroom, and sat me on the shower chair, I turned on the water and got it to the right temperature, I then swung myself under the water while he stepped in. We let the hot water run over us, soothing our sex-weary bodies, before washing each other with the shower gel, he then washed my now long, thick, hair for me before washing his own. We rinsed ourselves and turned off the water, Finn then stepped out, grabbed a towel, wrapped it around the 2 of us, carried me back into the bedroom and sat on my bed with me cuddled up to him, tight and snug in the towel. Once our bodies were dry, he got some fresh clothes out of his bag while I used my hairdryer to dry my hair before straightening it, then braiding one side of it. By the time I was done, Finn was sat on my bed, wearing a grey shirt and blue jeans, playing on his phone looking bored. I slid to the floor, scooted to my drawers, pulled out my black, sheer, lacy body, arranged it on the floor, lifted myself onto it, slid it over my butt, over my boobs and up onto my shoulders then started hand-walking to my wardrobe.

‘Holy shit Haylee, you look amazing, how have I never seen you in in that.’

‘Thanks, I save it for special occasions.’ I said using my hands to turn myself around to give him a good look. I then opened my wardrobe and took out a short, navy blue, body con dress and slid it in before scooting over to my dresser, climbing up onto my stool and putting on some jewellery and make-up.

‘Oh, I haven’t given you your birthday present yet.’ Finn said as I was picking up a bottle of perfume. He slid off my bed, reached into his bag, pulled out the present, walked over to where I was sat and handed it to me. ‘Happy birthday Haylee.’

‘Thank you.’ I replied taking the present. I carefully pulled off the wrapping paper, inside was a box containing a bottle of my favourite perfume. I turned back toward him and reached my head up, he realised what I wanted to do and bent forward so that our lips met. ‘Thank you so much.’

‘You’re welcome.’ He replied as I opened the box, took out the bottle and sprayed some on my neck, I then tilted my head to the side and offered Finn my neck. He leaned in and smelt my neck before standing back up.

‘Beautiful.’ He replied as I smiled at him. I slid to the floor and started hand-walking out of my room and down the stairs, with Finn following. Once downstairs I climbed into my wheelchair, got my handbag ready and wheeled outside and transferred into Finn’s white BMW 1 series that his parents had bought him for his 18th birthday, Finn took my chair, pulled of its wheels and put them and the chair onto the backseat, he then got in the driver’s seat and drove us to meet my family at an Italian restaurant. When we arrived all my family was waiting for us, my grandparents, aunt, uncles and cousins were all there, Zack had even come back from uni with his girlfriend. The restaurant had set aside an area for us that Caitlyn and my parents had decorated with balloons, banners and streamers, I was really surprised but it was so nice. After everyone had said hello and happy birthday, and been introduced to Finn, we ordered food and drinks. I asked for a glass of wine, my first legal drink, then, while waiting, I opened my presents and thanked everyone, I was made to feel so loved, everyone was taking photos of me and Finn, and me and my family. The waiter brought our drinks over and put my glass of wine in front of me, Mum smiled at me then picked up her glass and held it to toward me.

‘Happy birthday sweetheart, you’re finally an adult.’ She whispered across the table with tears in her eyes, while everyone else was talking and making a noise. I clinked my glass to hers and tried not to cry as we had a moment between us. If I could have got up and walked around the table to hug her tight, I would have. As it was, she ended up doing the same, giving me a big hug from behind before just staring at me for a moment.

‘I know Mum.’ I whispered, knowing all the thoughts she was having of me nearly not being here for this. ‘I love you.’

‘I love you too, sweetheart.’ She whispered then kissed me on the cheek before standing up and walking back round to her chair.

‘You ok?’ Finn leaned over and whispered.

‘Yeah, I’m great.’ I replied smiling and fighting back tears at the same time. Suddenly Dad stood up, with his glass now held aloft.

‘Ahem.’ He said to get everyones attention, everyone then stood up with their glass making me feel very small and really embarrassed. ‘I’d like everyone to raise a glass for my amazing daughter, Haylee, she’s seen some adversity in her life but has faced it all with a fighting spirit and good grace, I have no doubt that she is here today thanks to that spirit, Haylee, you have grown into a wonderful, intelligent and beautiful young woman, and, as your father, I am proud to say you’re my daughter and I hope that fighting spirit continues and gets you to where you want to be in life. To Haylee.’ He said lifting his glass up high.

‘TO HAYLEE!’ Everyone cheered and lifted their glass up high, well now the floodgates opened and I cried again.

‘Thank you Daddy.’ I sobbed. He came round the table and cuddled me tight, also trying to hold back tears, I glanced around the room and saw my both my Nan’s were also trying not to cry, one of them saw me look and gave me a reassuring smile across the table, which I managed to return before wiping my eyes and composing myself. ‘Thank you everybody so much for all your support and love and all these lovely gifts, thank you, I love all of you.’

Everyone slowly settled down when the waiters brought our food over and, as we ate and drank, we all talked loudly. My Uncles took great delight in telling embarrassing stories of me, making sure that Finn heard all of them, my Mum and Aunts tried to tell sweet stories but, if anything, they were more embarrassing. Once we’d finished the main course, the waiters cleared the table and bought more drinks over. While we were talking, the waiters brought over a big cake then announced loudly to the whole restaurant that it was my 18th birthday.

‘Come on, please stand on your chair.’ One of the waiters said excitedly in an eastern European accent.

‘I can’t.’ I replied looking down at my wheelchair, hoping he would take the hint.

‘Yes you can, come on pretty lady, let everyone see you.’ He continued.