To many it sounds weird enough to wonder if I tick right. But I’m not crazy, nor incurably deviant. Yet, every time I see a woman with one leg, I’m captured by a gush of strange excitement. The motion of a body with a leg missing is quite simply a mesmerizing sight for me. So much, that I even find it attractive to see a man with one leg, even when I conside...
Prologue Janet Abbot was my first lover. She was, and is, my biggest fan and cheerleader as well. She was at my high school and college graduations. She was at my wedding. Nearly forty years have passed since I began my relationship with her and we still talk frequently. She is in her seventies and her health is slipping, but she’s still cheerful and fun. I...
I went on an awkward internet date one time. This was a long time ago, and I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't actually hook up with him, but I really goddamn wanted to. I regret it to this day some seven years later. Here's how I wish it had gone down: He had muscular dystrophy. Actually, he had a different type than the guy I would date a few years l...
Dr. Lydia Martin's intercom buzzed. "Yes?" she said, still looking over a file she had begun. "Your new patient, Mr. Mullins, is here," said her receptionist and administrator, Barb. "The one referred by Dr. Jefferson." Lydia pushed herself up from her desk and stood behind it. "Send him in," she said, smoothing her skirt and adjusting her glasses. Moment...
My name is Lee. I moved to Dallas, Texas last year to take a great job at a big corporate accounting firm. Computer operations supervisor. Everything was going fine and then I started getting very home sick. Dallas is great but, when your disabled and in a wheelchair it can be very hard trying to find a lady to go out with. There is a lot of big strong cow...
It's the year twenty fifty two. Nobody talks about how we're living in the future. We're just in it and bored. There still aren't flying cars. There are cheap self driving taxis, but the traffic makes them pointless. The city is overpopulated. Mass transit is the only way to get around. The subway system is privatized now though. Everything is owned by corpo...
I had been happily serving Linda as her toy boy for a few months. She is disabled and we got friendly when I did a few things around the house for her. For a small remuneration of course, one has to survive. But the poor aging Linda was terribly lonely and expressed to me how appreciative she was for my help. She got to telling me the most personal things l...
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I was with my wife in Kingston. In Bentalls, the department store and we'd been there for somewhere between an hour and an eternity. Up to shoes. Down to handbags. Over to nightwear. Back up to dresses. Over to furnishings. And so on. Lingerie was the only time I came alive even a little bit because I could fantasise about some of the more risqué items. An...
I have always been a closet exhibitionist and I have enjoyed masturbating, but in the past few years I've become more and more disabled, leaving me permanently in a wheelchair. Being in the wheelchair will not allow me to venture into the woods and walk naked or to drive naked from the waist down as I used to do. The use of my hands is failing, which of cour...