Sunday, October 15, 2023
Saturday, October 14, 2023
A High-Tech Romance part 4
"Lucas, I can't help but wonder how it would feel to have a full leg cast. I want to experience that incredible sensation with you"
Her words ignited a flurry of emotions within me, surprise, excitement, and sexual attraction. I couldn't help but smile, putting the finishing touches on her long leg cast. The cast extended from mid foot to the upper thigh. It held her leg at an angle that was elegant and graceful, making it impossible to stand on it. The deep black of the cast added a sensual touch, with each layer expertly applied and moulded to perfection to follow her perfectly shaped leg.
With the full leg cast now securely in place, I lifted the cast by her foot and softly kissed and licked her exposed toes, introducing sensory elements to further enhance Emma's experience. The sensations were gentle, sending shivers of sexual pleasure and excitement through her.
Her blue eyes closed for a moment, her lips parting in a soft gasp as she surrendered to my exquisite touch and one of her fingers slid inside her vagina. Then using a gentle touch, the same wet finger traced the contours of her leg cast, leaving a sexual trace.
Her eyes met mine, I approached her, my hand against her long leg cast, her gaze never left mine, her eyes reflecting pure lust when I picked her up and walked towards my bedroom.
Emma's fingers found their way to my face, her touch soft and tender. She leaned in, her lips meeting mine in a kiss.
I laid her down on the bed then leaned over her and kissed her again, softly and slowly. I pulled off her top. I didn't know lingerie well but her bra was a fancy white C cup bra. It held her breasts in a way that gave a large view of her cleavage. Her thong was made of the same material.
I undressed and finished undressing her. I raised her long cast on my shoulder.
"I want you to make love to me Lucas."
I kissed her full lips and started pushing my penis into her, sexual juices increasing with each stroke. Her wet vagina was tight around my large penis. While holding on to her beautiful long cast she started to moan louder and louder while her clitoris was stimulated sending her closer to her orgasm.
I slid one finger against her clitoris and pushed in even deeper when she threw her head back and let out a loud moan as she convulsed around my penis. It was intense sexual pleasure for both of us.
As she laid beside me onto the bed, her long leg cast extended gracefully, I positioned the pillows to elevate her leg gently, ensuring her comfort. Emma looked up at me with a soft, appreciative smile, her eyes reflecting love.
"Thank you, Lucas, that was amazing" she whispered, almost moaning still.
I leaned in closer, my gaze locked with hers, and I planted a kiss on her lips while I caressed her large breasts slowly. In that moment, as we lay there with Emma in her sexy leg cast we were no longer just two people brought together by fate and AI. We were lovers.
Over the course of the evening, we shared stories, dreams, and whispered confidences. I found myself captivated by Emma's wit, and her intelligence. I loved the way her extended cast added a unique charm to her already sexy presence, it accentuated the elegance of her leg.
At one point, Emma caught me gazing at her cast with a smile.
"You really do have a thing for casts, don't you?" she teased, her eyes filled with mischief.
"Yes" I said before making love to her again tenderly.
The morning sun filtered through the cabin's curtains as I slowly stirred from a restful sleep, I couldn't help but smile at the sight before me.
Emma was already awake sitting at the edge of the bed, her long, black cast extending gracefully in front of her. I watched her rise from the bed with determination. She leaned over, her hand reaching for the crutches, while her beautiful cast remained suspended in the air.
Her long fingers curled around the crutches, and she struggled to stand for the first time with a long and heavy leg cast. It was like a dance as she shifted her weight from the bed to her crutches, while looking at her cast that remained untouched by the ground.
"Good morning, Lucas," she greeted me with a radiant smile.
"Good morning," I replied, my heart swelling with affection. "How did you sleep with your poor leg?"
She shifted her weight on the crutches, she already knew to put all of her weight on her hands while her casted leg hovered gracefully above the hardwood floor.
"Surprisingly well, considering I just broke my leg in 3 places," she said with a wink. "This cast isn't as bad as I thought it would be."
I chuckled, admiring her participation in our recreational story and her grace on crutches.
"My dear, you make it look effortless," I remarked.
"Thank you but I may need some practice on the stairs," she admitted with a playful smile.
"But I'm ready to face our daily routine."
As she slowly moved towards the bathroom, I watched both her sexy long legs in admiration. She was clearly a strong woman and she was determined to make this very unconventional adventure a success.
Over breakfast with her black cast on a spare chair, resting on pillows, we discussed our plans for the day. The cabin's lake and surroundings were promising adventures with Emma on crutches. We talked about taking a leisurely walk through the woods, enjoying the beauty of nature, and relishing in the simplicity of the moment while totally disconnected.
Emma's excitement for her situation was palpable. She was determined to make the most of our time in the woods, to maximize the temporary challenge her full leg cast presented. She had a glint in her eyes while I was totally turned on sexually by everything that she was offering.
"I'm going to dress the part," she declared with a mischievous smile.
I grin, curious about her plans. Emma hopped on one leg using the furniture as crutches, over to her suitcase and rummaged through it, selecting an outfit that represented cabin life. She emerged from the bathroom wearing a flannel shirt, a pair of well-fitted jeans with the right leg cut off, and a comfortable hiking boot on her left foot. Her extended black cast was fully on display and gave an intriguing contrast to her outdoor attire.
"I'm ready," she announced and ready she was, she looked so beautiful leaning on her crutches. I decided to add a touch of warmth to her ensemble. I reached into my suitcase and retrieved one of my long, thick white socks.
"I thought this might make you more comfortable in the forest."
She looked at me in surprise. I knelt down in front of her, gently lifted her broken leg with utmost care, I began to slide the long sock over her extended black cast. It was a simple gesture, but one filled with tenderness.
Emma's eyes met mine, "You always think of the little details. Are you sure you did not have a previous girlfriend with a broken leg in the past?"
I nodded," No you are my first"
With her toes now comfortably tucked inside the sock, Emma wiggle them playfully. Since that was one of my fetishes I couldn't resist leaning in to place a gentle kiss on her red lips.
I slid my tongue past her lips, she felt a surge of sexual energy. Our kiss was sensual, my mouth was hungry for her.
"Lets go before I undress you" She said smiling at me with the toes at the end of her cast rubbing against my leg.
As we made our way outside, the sounds of nature surrounded us, the chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves. As we walked, Emma's crutches created a beautiful rhythm. With the sun's gentle rays caressing our faces, I turned to Emma, a question burning.
"Emma, how would you feel about going on a Caribbean cruise with me? A beautiful week-long journey starting from Miami?"
Her eyes lit up with surprise and delight. She turned to face me,
"A Caribbean cruise? In my full leg cast and crutches? That sounds incredible, Lucas."
Emma's smile grew, she took a few steps closer and she leaned in, her lips softly brushing against my lips before her cast rubbed against my leg. It was a gesture of a silent affirmation of the love between us and the complete understanding of this fetish.
Part 5 to come
K
Friday, October 13, 2023
Thursday, October 12, 2023
A High-Tech Romance part 3
As the days passed, Emma spent a lot of time into the beta version of AlgoMind's app, immersing herself in the possibilities it presented. She had always been an explorer of new ideas, and this venture into AI mind control or at the very least influencer intrigued her.
One evening, after she had familiarised herself for 2 weeks with the app's content, after reading a sensual story from Karine, Emma decided it was time to take the next step. She reached for her phone and composed a message to me, her sexual interest was palpable in her words.
"Lucas, I've been exploring the app, and I must say, it's quite fascinating. The idea of experiencing something as unique as recreational casting is growing on me. Are you ready to take me on this adventure, as promised?"
I felt a rush of excitement as I read her message a second time. It was a moment of confirmation, a testament to our shared desires, the trust that had been building between us, and that my app was working. I couldn't wait to reply.
"I'm thrilled to hear that you're intrigued by the possibilities. I'm more than ready, let's explore this together, one step at a time."
But Emma had one more surprise in store for me. Moments later, a notification on my phone signalled the arrival of a new message from her. When I opened it, my breath caught in my throat.
The image that greeted me was nothing short of breathtaking. Emma stood before a white digitally modified backdrop, her radiant smile and red lips adding to her already captivating presence. She wore a stunning, short red dress that put in the forefront her firm round breasts and long legs. The cherry on the cake was her right leg was slightly bent at the knee, non-weight bearing like if it was injured.
It was a visual masterpiece, a seductive tease that left little to the imagination. In that moment, Emma's beauty and confidence took centre stage, and the anticipation of what lay underneath that dress surged within me. No lie she was a very sexy woman.
"Lucas," she wrote, "I thought I'd give you a glimpse of the potential I have. I'm ready for my first leg cast experience. I think it's my right leg, my poor tibia. Are you prepared to make this fantasy a reality?"
I could hardly contain my excitement and I could not stop looking at her photo. Emma's willingness to explore those fantasies was proof of the connection we had forged. With each passing day using the app, the possibilities grew, and I was more than ready to take the next step in our unconventional love story.
I replied, "Emma, I'm so ready."
The day had finally arrived for our trip to my cabin, a secluded retreat nestled deep in the woods. I was eager to share this intimate getaway with Emma. As I arrived at Emma's place to pick her up, I couldn't help but admire her. She greeted me at the door with a warm smile and she kissed me on the lips. Her radiant presence illuminated the room. She was dressed comfortably in black yoga pants, a white top and Nike shoes.
"I'm so looking forward to this trip."
"You look fantastic. I'm thrilled to have you join me and participate."
As we stepped outside and got into my Nissan 360Z sport, the sense of anticipation hung in the air. The engine roared to life, and we began our journey toward the cabin. The drive promised to be a scenic one, a winding road through the lush forest that led to our secluded haven.
Emma settled into the passenger seat, her eyes taking in the changing landscape as we left the city behind. The conversation flowed effortlessly, a blend of excitement and anticipation.
"I have to admit, I've never done anything quite like this before. The idea of a cabin getaway and a recreational leg cast is both thrilling and a bit mysterious."
I chuckled, sharing in her excitement. "I promise you, Emma, it'll be an experience to remember. The cabin is nestled in the woods, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, no internet and cell access if you can believe that. It's the perfect place for what we plan to do."
As the car navigated the winding roads, we found ourselves immersed in the beauty of nature. The towering trees provided a canopy of shade, while the occasional ray of sunlight broke through.
"It's so peaceful here," she remarked, her voice filled with sensuality. "I can already feel less pain in my right leg. My broken tibia is feeling better," she said, raising her right leg and showing me that she had taken off her right shoe while she smiled.
"That's the magic of this place "I replied.
As we pulled up to the cabin a sense of tranquility washed over us. I parked the car and turned to Emma, who was still gazing in awe at our serene surroundings. She turned to me, her eyes filled with anticipation.
"This place is incredible."
Emma asked my help out of the car and she leaned on me for support, hopping on her left foot, careful not to put any weight on her right foot as we made our way to the cabin. Once we reached the cabin, I opened the door, and the cozy interior welcomed us with the scent of wood. It was the perfect setting for what lay ahead.
I carried Emma to a comfortable chair by the window, allowing her to rest for a moment with her injured leg elevated with a pillow under it. I then lit a few scented candles around the cabin, infusing the air with a gentle fragrance of lavender. Soft, ambient music played in the background, creating a soothing atmosphere that would help Emma relax and fully immerse herself in the experience.
I approached Emma, my gaze on her foot and leg with excitement.
"How are you feeling?"
"I'm ready for this, Lucas," she replied.
I began the process to apply a cast on her beautiful right leg. Before we could proceed, I gave her a selection of colourful fibreglass casts. She surveyed the offerings, her fingers gently caressing the surface of the casts.
"Lucas, I trust your judgement. What do you think would suit me best and please you the most?"
I considered her question carefully, my gaze shifting between her and the vibrant array of casts. "Given the results from the 2 weeks you played with the app, I believe black be a perfect choice, for both work and pleasure" I suggested.
Emma's eyes sparkled as she looked at the black cast. "Black it is."
I helped her remove her yoga pants and sock, exposing her bare foot and long leg. I began by gently wrapping her leg in a layer of cushioned padding, ensuring her comfort and protection throughout the process. My touch was gentle, each movement carefully executed.
As I worked, I kept my focus on Emma, monitoring her expressions for any sign of unease. I wanted this first expression to be perfect. Layer by layer, the fibreglass cast followed, each one applied and moulded to fit Emma's sexy leg perfectly. It was a meticulous process, one that was so sensual and turned me on sexually like nothing before.
Emma watched with fascination as the cast took shape on her lower leg. It accentuated the elegance of her calf and foot, enhancing the sensual nature of this new experience for both of us. As she continued to enjoy the sensations of her immobilized lower leg, a thought seemed to take hold in her mind. She watched my fingers caress her cast and a new desire built inside her.
"There's something incredibly sensual about the way you mould the cast on my leg with your long fingers. It's as if my lower leg has disappeared beneath its gentle constraint, leaving me with an awareness of fragility."
I met her soft gaze with understanding and saw her left hand between her legs, rubbing ever so slowly. Her eyes sparkled with sexual desire. As she gazed at the cast on her leg she couldn't stop herself.
"Lucas, I can't help but wonder how...."
Part 4 to come
K
Wednesday, October 11, 2023
Tuesday, October 10, 2023
A High-Tech Romance part 2
The days that followed my first encounter with Emma were filled with excitement. I couldn't help but replay our conversation in my mind, each word, each touch, etching itself into my memory. It was as if our connection had ignited a spark, and I was determined to see where it would lead.
At the same time that I was in the middle of the negotiations and impending mergers, my thoughts kept returning to Emma. She was more than just a chance meeting. My ex wife used to say that,
"There is beauty in the unexpected". I was a control freak so I was not used to the unexpected.
We were exchanging messages like teenagers, we shared thoughts and it increased my admiration for her. She wasn't just a beautiful and sexy woman, when it was combined with intelligence and a vibrant personality I was drawn to her. Her ability to deal with her broken arm and wrist, a challenging situation, was impressive.
And then, there were her legs. Those elegant, enchanting long legs that had first captivated my attention in the coffee shop. Beauty that I had already been drawn to and wanted to cover in layer upon layer of casting material. Her pantyhose covered legs seemed to go on forever, each muscle in total display. Her expensive high heels added a note of sensuality that was impossible to ignore.
But it was more than just physical attraction. I know...all men say that.
It was the way she carried herself, the confidence with which she moved, cradling her arm cast, that left me so attracted to her. It was the way her eyes sparkled with mischief, the way her laughter filled the room. Emma was not just a woman I found attractive; she was a woman I was falling for, heart and mind.
As our text exchanges continued with a daily #outfitoftheday clip on TikTok, dancing on ankle killer heels and shaking her sexy long body slowly only increased my secret desire to introduce her to the world of recreational casting. It was a desire, a fetish, a sexual need and a part of me to connect in a very intimate way. I may be wrong but in a way that felt uniquely us not just me, but I could be wrong.
"I'm so happy for you, Emma," I texted, my fingers hovering over my phone
"Thank you, Lucas, it feels amazing to have both my arms free again. It's been quite the adventure!" Encouraged by her optimism, I decided to tread carefully into the territory of my unconventional desire.
"You know, Emma, I've been working on something with AI and Neuro Suggestions, a concept that combines technology and neuroscience to create unique sexual experiences. Within boundaries set by both parties and consent at every steps."
There was a brief pause, the typing indicator on the screen dancing for a moment. I wondered if I had indeed gone too far too quickly before her response appeared.
"Lucas, I appreciate your consideration," Emma replied, her words reflecting a mix of curiosity and caution.
"AI and Neuro Suggestions can be powerful tools, and I understand the importance of boundaries. But please tell me more, I'm willing to listen."
With her curiosity still piqued but a note of concern in her tone, I proceeded to explain the concept of AI and Nero Suggestion that we call ANS at my firm. I emphasised how my technology was designed with safety, consent, and mutual personal boundaries in mind. I detailed how the phone application would stimulate the possible physical, sensual and sexual pleasure a certain experience or fetish would bring to both parties.
Emma hesitated for a moment, "Let's meet at my condo to discuss more." The prospect of seeing Emma again filled me with excitement.
I made my way to Emma's condo, my heart pounding with each step. As she opened the door to greet me, she stood before me, her long, blonde hair, her blue eyes. She wore a figure-flattering dress and her choice of heels added an extra layer of sophistication. Her legs, extending gracefully from the hem of her dress to the tips of her heels, were a captivating sight. I could clearly imagine one of them in a full leg cast.
"It's so wonderful to see you again" she greeted me, her cheeks tinged with a subtle blush.
"You look absolutely stunning." We settled onto the plush couch in her cozy living room, I could feel intimacy and anticipation in the air. Without thinking, I leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on her cheek, a spontaneous display of affection that was met with a soft, appreciative smile from Emma.
"It's all about creating a safe and controlled environment," I reassured her at the start.
"For example, if I wanted to entice a woman into Abasiophilia for example, The AI would simulate the sensation, sexual pleasure and sexual fun of having a cast on your sexy long left leg for example by offering you a range of experiences, visual and auditory from all kinds of virtual artists and authors. It's designed to cater to your individual preferences and boundaries, and the Neuro Suggestions component ensures that the experiences are entirely consensual and enjoyable."
As I finished explaining the concept of ANS technology in relation to a very real fetish, Emma's eyes sparkled with pure lust. She leaned forward, her fingers lightly brushing against her left leg, and her gaze locked with mine. I was under her spell. It was a subtle yet intimate gesture, one that conveyed her sexual interest and the impact of my words.
With a seductive smile she said,
"So Lucas, you want to apply a cast on this... leg..." Emma moved her right leg, extending it gracefully before her. Her long, shapely limb seemed to go on forever until it came in contact with my leg, and my gaze was drawn irresistibly to it.
With her hand resting on her exposed knee, she maintained eye contact, her smile filled with a mixture of desire and anticipation. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as the unspoken sexual desires between us grew more palpable while she kept her foot off the floor, non weight bearing. Our connection had deepened, and the potential for exploration stretched out before us like her long and enticing leg.
"Lucas, I appreciate your transparency and the emphasis on consent and safety" She said while she removed her heel and her foot slowly slid up along my leg, between my legs.
"This concept is indeed intriguing, and I can see how it could provide a unique experience having one of my poor legs in a full leg cast and using crutches. It would be a very intimate sexual experience."
Emma then spread her toes inside her pantyhose and started to rub my fully erected penis against my pants. I was looking into her blue eyes then down her long leg while my penis was trapped by her toes, rubbing it, I was ready to explode.
"I might want to try a short leg cast first" She licked her lips and I closed my eyes and felt my load cum furiously inside my pants then threw my head back releasing the balance in a burst.
Over the next two weeks, I shared a new version of our company's app with her. A beta version that was designed to prepare and "gently" influence her regarding recreational casting. I decided to use the advanced AI technology I had developed to provide Emma with a full glimpse of what lay ahead.
In a careful combination of text messages, erotic stories, audio and video files, that simulated and showcased how a leg cast would influence her life. The various digital content preview of the unique experience that awaited her/us.
In the night simulation that was very different from the content used during the day, Emma was portrayed with her leg in a black fibreglass cast, the contours of her strong calf accentuated by the smooth surface. The cast complemented her elegance and added a touch of sensuality to the experience. In the video, she stood gracefully on her other leg, leaning on underarm crutches, a complete picture of poise, beauty and sexiness.
Part 3 to come
K
Monday, October 9, 2023
Sunday, October 8, 2023
A High-Tech Romance part 1
As the sun dipped below the horizon, I went to a beautiful little family coffee shop nestled in downtown Los Angeles. The merger negotiations were relentless, and I needed a break from the constant barrage of emails and meetings.
The bell above the door chimed softly as I entered, the warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloping me. I joined the line, glancing at the chalkboard menu while contemplating my order. Caffeine has always been my refuge when I'm stressed, a comforting companion in the chaotic world of tech.
With my coffee in hand, I scanned the cozy establishment for an empty seat. My eyes landed on a corner table. The table was occupied, but it wasn't the table itself that caught my attention but the woman sitting there.
She had that confident look, her legs gracefully crossed at the ankle. She was dressed simple yet elegant with a sleek dark grey dress and sheer pantyhose that accentuated her shapely calves, and a pair of Gianvito, 4 inch heel black pumps that completed the ensemble. I couldn't tear my gaze away from her legs, ankles and feet in those perfect shoes.
Her legs were so beautiful, the lines of her calves flowing seamlessly into the arch of her heels. Her skin looked smooth and radiant with pantyhose that clung to her legs like a second skin. The heels were a sexy accessory that she wore with grace.
Something about the way she carried herself and the dangling her left heel drew me in. The lines of her legs seemed like a work of art. I had always been so attracted to well-shaped legs, but this was different somehow. At the moment I didn't know what it was but It was as if the universe had put her there, right in my line of sight.
I didn't believe in the consequences.
I hesitated for a moment, debating whether to approach her or retreat to a different table. My introverted nature often urged me to choose the latter, but something about her compelled me to overcome my hesitation. With determination, I made my way to her table.
"Excuse me," I began, my voice betraying a hint of nervousness. "Is this seat taken?"
She looked up from her laptop, her eyes meeting mine, and I was struck by the warmth in her gaze. "Not at all," she replied with a smile that made my heart skip a beat. "Please, have a seat."
I slid into the chair across from her, setting my coffee on the table. "Thanks," I said, extending my hand. "I'm Lucas."
She accepted my hand with a firm yet gentle grip. "I'm Emma, nice to meet you, Lucas."
As we continued to talk, I couldn't help but notice the pink cast that covered her entire left arm. For most It was a striking contrast to her elegance but not for me. My imagination got the better of me wondering how she broke it or if it was even broken.
Her cast was bent at a 90-degree angle with her wrist also slightly bent as well. I didn't want to pry, so I decided to inquire about it later, respecting her privacy.
Emma was a very beautiful woman and that left me captivated. Her blond hair cascaded like a golden waterfall, framing her face elegantly. Her eyes, a shade of deep blue, seemed to hold a world of curiosity. They sparkled with a hint of mischief as she spoke, revealing her intelligence without pushing it too hard..
Our conversation flowed effortlessly, and I found myself hanging on to her every word. I was mesmerized not just by her appearance but also by the way she expressed herself. It was as if we spoke the same language, understood the nuances of each other's thoughts, and we were connecting on a different level.
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but what happened?" Emma's eyes twinkled with amusement as she glanced at her broken arm and lifted her cast from the table.
"Oh, this? It's from an indoor climbing wall accident about seven weeks ago. I got a bit too adventurous and took a fall, and well, my arm took the brunt of it. I broke my wrist and arm in 2 places."
I couldn't help but wince in sympathy that sounded very painful. "That sounds painful. Are you better now?"
She nodded and padded her cast, a grateful smile on her face. "Thankfully, yes. I'm actually getting this baby removed tomorrow. It's been quite an adventure in itself losing my left arm for close to 8 weeks."
Our conversation went to her experiences with the cast, how it had forced her to adapt to everyday tasks like her morning routine, and the challenges she'd faced while still managing her work as an AI engineer. As Emma spoke, her positivity in the face of adversity increased my admiration for her..
After looking at her long arm cast, my gaze wandered to Emma's long legs, elegantly crossed in front of me. How would her resilience with her broken arm convert to a recreational or medical leg cast?
A sensual thought began to take shape in the depths of my mind. Perhaps someone as open-minded and adventurous as Emma could be the ideal candidate to explore the world of recreational casting if properly influenced by advanced AI?
In a fluid and graceful motion, she uncrossed her long legs slowly and one of her high heel shoes slipped off her foot. With her sexy pump dangling she smiled at me and then she leaned down and pushed it back on her foot with the exposed fingers at the end of her arm cast.
The same cast that delicately grazed the surface of her pantyhose covered leg, a small gesture that added a touch of sensuality to the already interesting atmosphere. Her legs seemed to go on forever. The cast on her arm, now more visible as she shifted, but it was the sight of her lovely legs that held me captive.
As the evening wore on, Emma's laughter filled the air. We shared anecdotes about our quirkiest AI experiments, debated the potential and limitations of influencing people with AI and eventually talked about our personal lives, discussing our dreams and aspirations.
And through it all, my fascination with her legs and her presence lingered until an unspoken desire added a layer to our connection. In my mind I fantasized about applying a leg cast to her long, shapely limb, a process filled with admiration.
I envisioned beginning at her small foot, where her sexy heel was dangling just a few minutes ago. My hands gently moving upward, I could almost feel the warmth of her skin beneath my touch by just looking at her. Ripping the pantyhose that clung to her legs, their silky texture under my fingertips.
With tender care, I would imagine securing the cast around her ankle, the fibreglass encircling it snugly but comfortably, with her foot gently bent forward due to an imaginary Achilles tear. I would apply each layer of the cast meticulously, with love and appreciation of the trust she put in me.
As I continued my imaginary journey upward her leg, my eyes never strayed from her lovely face, her deep blue eyes. God knows how much I would savor every moment, taking in the breathtaking sight of her leg in the cast. Finally, at her graceful thigh, I would secure the cast.
In my daydream, I imagined her with her crutches nearby, ready to assist her in taking those first steps with her newly non weight bearing full leg cast. The image of her gracefully positioning the crutches under her arms, her long cast between them, and her confident strides, what a visual since they only removed the cast from her broken arm and wrist only day's before.
Oh Emma...Where have you been all my life.
Part 2 to come
K