"However, there is something that is a big part of my life, partly defines who I am and is a big reason we were able to meet. If it hadn't been for this thing, we never would have met, as I would not have gone into medicine."
Maria sat still, listening attentively. She didn't want to discourage him in anyway from sharing.
"Maria, as you already know, every man has a 'type' he finds attractive. I once heard you develop this ideal in middle school..."
"Oh, Steve, I know that."
"Sure, I know. But... my type is a bit different than most people would expect. In fact, some people might even find it creepy."
For a minute or so, as she watched him, she felt suddenly self-concious. Maria was a beautiful woman. She was fit and her body showed it, but she also had nicely shaped hips and full breats. Her clear eyes were the color of the sky before a thunderstorm and her hair was soft, silky, and pleasantly fragrant.
"...listen, Maria. I love you. It's just that I find women who are amputees attractive as well."
"Oh! Well, that doesn't bother me. Only, do you think you would be tempted to have an affair? Is that what you're saying? Have you already had one?"
"No, that's not what I mean. It's just that I had always hoped that my wife would be an amputee. It is the one thing a person can change about herself-- I"
When Maria heard that, she couldn't breathe. She ran out of the little apartment they'd leased together and all the way down the street. How could he say those words-think them? The consensus in the medical community, their community was fully against these types of proceedures. How could he suggest that she be harmed in order to beloved?
She had a hard time reconciling the ideas.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she heard the man who she felt she had always loved, who she still loved, calling to her. "Maria, please." She didn't know if she could ever go back.
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