Midafternoon we went over the road to see Angela! When we were sat in the living room Angela started off by telling mom that I had saved her life twice. Mom was confused, but Angela went on to tell her everything! Mom was shocked, and fell silent for a while, but eventually got up and went to the kitchen to make some coffee! When she came back, she told Angela that she must never do anything like that ever again! She was so angry that I was shocked! Then mom told her “Angela, you have been through hell, but I can’t lose you now!” I got up and left at this point, and told them that I wanted to leave them to talk things out!
2 hours later mom came home! She hugged me so hard and told me that I was wonderful for saving Angela twice, and she was so happy! She also told me that Angela wanted to see me alone! I asked when, and she told me now was a good time!
I walked across the street, and saw Angela sat on her porch swing! The breeze was gently blowing and her hair was flowing with it. Her figure looked so beautiful, except for the void under the blanket where her leg should have been! I fixed the image in my mind, knowing that it would be one of many I saved in there with my private thoughts, and I walked up the porch steps!
Hi, Mom said you wanted to see me!
I guess I owe you my life again, and this time an explanation! Will you sit down?
I sat, next to her on the swing, and asked her if she was ok talking here or did she want to go inside! She said “here is more appropriate as it was here you saved my life, and we are far enough away from the road that no-one will overhear!
OK, do you want a drink? I can get you something?
She was oddly touched by that simple offer, and asked if I would get 2 bottles from the fridge! Raspberry tea for her and whatever I would like! Once we were again sat on the swing together, there was silence for about 10 minutes. Then Angela started to talk!
A little over 2 months ago, you saved my life when that asshole tried to kill me! You didn’t know then that I would lose my leg, nor all the corrective surgery I would have to undergo! You did it I think because it was the right thing! Last night you saved my life again! This time I was the one going to take it! I was going to take it because I am so afraid! I want children! You know that! But who would want me now? I have only one leg, and I was damaged in the worst way!
I asked her how she could be damaged as I didn’t understand!
She blushed furiously, but carried on saying “this is so embarrassing but you deserve to know the truth. My pussy was damaged. I had to have surgery to correct it. It was only cosmetic, and everything still works, but no man is ever going to want me again! I have absolutely no hair there, and it all looks so clinically clean and tidy”
I was a little shocked at how blunt she had been, but replied “what man could not want you if he loved you?”
At this she sighed, and said that this was the problem! What man would ever fall in love with her when she only had one leg?