This story is of an adult nature. What does this mean? It means the dreaded S-E-X involved. What's more, this story has graphic descriptions of S-E-X where one partner is physically disabled. This story ALSO includes graphic accounts of the beginning of a relationship.

Do you have a problem with that?

Simple answer: DON'T READ IT.

That's right, folks, I'm saying that if you don't want to read about it, AVOID it. New concept, eh?

However, I must make the blanket statement and say that in most contries, the following material is limited to those over the age of 18. In some areas, viewing the following materials is illegal until the age of 21. Please respect the laws of your region/country and if you are under the age of consent (sic) please go back to the main archive and read something else.

If you are of legal age and wish to read this story, please click here.

If you are not of legal age, or do not to wish to read something of this nature, click the 'back' button of your browser or click here.

If you have problems or comments, please feel free to email me. I respectfully request that if you have a problem with the content of the story (i.e. It's Evil! You and the author should rot in Hell!) please keep it to yourself. You're the moron who READ the story after this warning, so you deserve whatever ill-feelings you get post-reading.

As for me being evil for posting this: I like the story. I think it well-written and unique in that it addresses a physical handicap and doesn't seek to ignore it. I will stand behind posting this one hundred percent. It's a story that NEEDED to be told and I'm proud as punch to be hosting it here at Birds of a Feather. What's more, nearly 50% of the fic posted here is BASED ON this fic. It is the epitome of the Oracle and Nightwing fic: it is a story where they reach out to each other.

Thank you.