What Happens Now?

Posted on 26 May 2015 @ 9:11pm by Lieutenant Benice Gyce Ph.D.

317 words; about a 2 minute read

[A chips sounds to record a log from a very confused, soft-spoken female voice.]

I did something recently I'm both happy of doing, and regretting...

My regret stems from taking an already committed woman to bed with me. I knew she belonged to another before the act. I did not care. And I do not know if it was lust or greed that led me to this point.

Then you have the good that came from it. For my lover was able to let me open up and not fear judgement over my physical limitations. She was not daunted by my disability at all. I was her equal, which is a rare thing I find.

My job allows me to observe people, you see. And often I have found myself catching a glimpse of people who stare at me. Mostly out of pity. Some out of curiosity. And almost all blush when I smile at them, upon catching their inquisitiveness. I appear oblivious to them about their stares, but in reality, it annoys me from time to time.

With my lover, she did not gawk at my defining characteristic. She embraced me as a whole and wanted to know me as a person. And I think it is this response to me that has me enthralled and willing to reject my own set of morality for the fleeting night of happiness with a woman I just as equally want to know.

Trouble is, I don't really know if it is a good idea. Especially if it were to go public. She's something of a high-profile person, while I'm someone that cherishes privacy. However, despite how bad I feel for going against my own code of conduct, I also know I want to see her again, and often. As both friend and lover, and in time something more...

End log.

[A chirp ends the log where it is.]

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