When he walked in this time, he brushed my ass slightly and I leaned into his body softly, just enough to make him wonder if I was interested. He reac...ed around my left side and set the wine bottle down. His arm grazed my tits as he pulled it back towards his body and I let out a soft, “mmmm”.At this point, I think he realized that I was interested and put his hands very softly around my waist. I stood upright and fell back against his strong chest. He began to kiss my neck softly, and had his. Ended. I didn't have legs. I had stumps, round and sort of wrinkled, like the end of really big hot dogs you might say, except that sounds sort of funny, and my legs weren't funny at all.The guys also got a good look at my pussy too, but I wasn't quite so nervous about that. I mean, it was private, yeah, but not weird like my missing legs. I had a little golden hair down there, sort of yellow-brown, and my clit was hard like a little pink eraser, but only because of Tony ... Mmmm ... I don't. Kelly would need to pick me up and drive me over first.A few minutes later, Kelly leaned over and licked my ear. “I’m starting to feel very nervous again.”“Really? Like the other night?” I asked, smiling.“Even worse!”I gave her an innocent look. “Should I call Doctor Shemel?”That caused my wife to break down in laughter. “I don’t think he’s going to provide the treatment I need.”“Well, I’d hate to see you continuing to suffer if I could help. It’s just the kind of guy I am.”“You’re so. He told me she was upstairs dressing for him so I should just leave.Riding out into one of the open training areas, setting up my own campsite and sleeping in my mountain bag proved to be oddly therapeutic. It felt good to be back out under the stars, feeling like I was in control of everything, ready for anything that could come at me. I didn't get to the range much, but was pretty confident of my ability with my personal 1911, somewhat extra-legally kept in my apartment. Nothing was going to.