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Espresso for two (a devotee dream)
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: SingularityNL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
And shall we have another coffee?" "You're flattering me. And espresso would be lovely." I waved the waitress, holding up two fingers and then pointing at my empty first espresso. It did the job, so I could swiftly return my attention to the captivating Aidna. "Did you do all the tourist stuff?" she continued asking. "All of it! I did a snow scooter trip, spent two days in a dogsled, I ate reindeer meat and I did... telemarking," I replied, realising I would've better not mentioned the latter. Cross country skiing like telemarking would not be an option for her. And she noticed my hesitation. "It's okay," she said, smiling reassuringly. "Don't hide what you enjoy doing because it's something I can't do." "Wasn't sure how you'd take it." "I can take it. And it's taking you long, by the way." "What is?" "The question I'm usually getting first," she said, smiling while patting her stump. "Okay, I'm asking then. If you don't mind?" "Not at all," she smiled. "I had a rare case of bone cancer at very young age. I was five years old when they took my leg off. I survived the cancer and then I grew up, knowing no better than one leg being perfectly normal." "Sorry to hear the first part, happy to hear the latter. Must not be easy though, I imagine?" She shrugged and smiled untouched. "Like I said, I hardly have memory of being two-legged, so for me this is simply how I ... am." "Makes sense," I nodded. "And is my impression correct that you don't seem to be too bothered by it?" "What should I be bothered about, something I don't miss?" she smiled. "You really don't then?" "No, I really don't. Of course I see and know I look different, but I have no awareness of missing anything. Apart from early c***dhood that I only have very vague memory of, I never had a right leg. So I don't long for one and I'm not bothered by not having one. Like I said, this is me, my whole me." "You could be bothered by what others think of you?" "That's a waste of time," she replied, again firmly and instantly. "I don't wanna have anything to do with people who find me off-putting." Her self-assurance impressed me, somewhat confusingly so. For me, coming to terms with this weird liking of mine included that I'd respect and take into account that a woman missing a leg would find it terrible what had happened to her. The one-legged Aidna I was talking to showed no such signs, though. This was a sexy young woman who neither felt devastated nor insecure. And she was also pretty observant. "And furthermore, I didn't really notice you being bothered either...?" "You're right," I smiled. "How did you know?" "People who find it off-putting look differently. Quite unlike you just did." "You're perceptive," I smiled, vaguely and not really at ease with how effortlessly the ...