" She palmed at herhandbag, a blue swallow tattoo protruding the sleeve of her shirt as shebegan rummaging for her keys.We began clambering up the sta...rs, the hallway dim and still."It's fine, she's known him for ages... on the internet," I whisperedtrying to excuse Riley's actions, more concerned about her beingcriticised than my own wellbeing."Still pretty fucking savage, though," she spluttered, barging open thedoor and stepping inside, "with you, fucking, dressed as you are."I looked down. Now she was entirely nude. "See? There's nothing to be repulsed by," she said, "the plastic surgeons worked fine and smooth, without scars."Her stump was indeed not repellent at all, and I felt comfortable with her body. Her pussy was not too hairy and I liked the look of it. I could hardly wait to savor the touch, the scent, and the taste of it too. She smiled, encouraging me to take pleasure in her body.I knelt down before her to enjoy her pussy. She spread her thighs and I was in front of. “Dishonest is a loaded word, as you well know. I’m hardly bound by any moral code invented by your species, am I? It isn’t I who has to live with the consequences, my boy, it’s you! I’ll provide you with whatever information you desire, although as I’ve already explained, I’m bound to point out any possible pitfalls it may introduce. What you do with the information and how comfortably you can live with it are entirely up to you. Now, what is it you wish to know, specifically?”In anticipation. He told me to go ahead, he’ll take a cat nap and be down in and hour. We set up a place to meet and he told me to take the door card, just remember 424 424 (our room) 424, I got it. And out I went. Pretty much as soon as I got down stairs I wished I didn’t, it was just no fun by yourself. So I passed my time people watching and enjoying free drinks. I stick to wine mostly these days but back then it was the sweet fruity ones I put down. After a few I went to our meet spot and waited, a handsom.