That was before we got married. Not afterwards. I was going through one of my periods where my amputee fantasy was at a peak. I had no control, and it...just came flying out. Other than Robert, I've never actually known anyone that shared those feelings." "No one?" "No. I've written to a few on the Internet, but I've never met any. I even tried to find amputee women to meet. Then, you...you lost your leg. My dream woman now was an amputee. I didn't care about anyone else...no one." "How does. That was a considerable percentage especially considering that these Union citizens also voted in line with those recommendations.Larthop was aboard a Cruise Liner and on its way to a world called Tink. It was far down in the outer reaches of Core Ward Sector. Most of this sector was unexplored, but only about two years ago, the Tinkehel had joined the Union and from there it was not far to Koken.He sat in one of the plush bar lounges of the Cruise ship, a real French cognac on the side table. There were no scratch marks on his face, and no bruises on my body. I had only put up token resistance when he ripped my clothes off. I had let him feel up my breasts, hadn't I? God knew the truth. I couldn't lie and say it was all his fault and that I was an innocent victim. I had to forgive him, ask God to forgive him, and move on.I tried to move on, but couldn't. Instead of feeling anger toward him, I found myself creating opportunities to be around him. I found myself longing for the touch. I shaved the little stubble on her vagina and anal area smooth. Bath over I took her in to the lounge room and opened another wine and gave her a glass so she could really relax while I made up the special treat for Max.In the kitchen I put the large block of chocolate in a pan to melt. When it had melted I added half a glass of honey and made sure it was mixed well together. Then I put the pan in the fridge to cool the melt. The mixture had to be just right. Not so cold that it would set, but.