Mora stepped out of the cab by swinging one leg to the ground and leaving the other in the cab. Her skirt was hiked up. She wondered if anyone saw her bright pink thong against her black pubic hair. As she straightened up she saw a man leaning against the wall give her a big smile and a thumbs up. She nodded and returned the smile. The cab driver lifted her bags out and gave them to the curbside airline check in. She gave the driver a tip and waited for the baggage handler to give her the stubs for her bags. She then went into the airport and waited in line for a ticket agent.
When one became available she handed him her ticket. He checked the computer and said that there was a problem that they were over booked in the coach section. She saw his eyes stop on her braless 34D breasts with the top blouse button undone. He finally looked into her eyes and said that if she did not mind he would upgrade her to first class at no extra charge and smiled. Mora gave him a big smile back and said if he insisted that would be ok with her. He grinned back at her and handed her a boarding pass.
Mora started towards the gate. She was dressed in a short, mini skirt, a simple, pocket less, sleeveless blouse that was hugging her breasts and spike, high heel shoes. She was 29, tall, 5' 10", 129 pounds, and her bare, lotion covered, shiny legs seemed to go on forever up her skirt. She was lean from top to bottom and the high heels caused the calves in her legs to look very solid and muscular. As she walked there was just the slightest giggle to her breasts against the material and soon her nipple on each tear drop shaped breast was standing out.
She stopped in the rest room and then proceeded to the gate. After a short wait the first class passengers were called and she boarded with the few others seated there. She declined the free drink she was offered and finally the rest of the passengers were on board and the door closed. She was in a seat by the window and no one was beside her. Across the aisle from her was the gentleman that had seen her get out of the cab! She was sitting with her legs open but he could not enjoy it as he was to her side. The captain came on and gave the usual pep talk and they taxied and took off.
The flight was to be about four hours and a little while later they were out over the ocean. The man across from her scooted over to the aisle seat and said hello. He said his name was Sam and Mona told him her name. They chatted about their plans for a while; he was on both a business and pleasure trip. Mona did not say much about what she was doing. In due time she arrived at her Caribbean destination and after collecting her baggage saw a young female with a sign and her name on it. She introduced herself and the girl took her bags and led her to a waiting car. The rear door was opened and Mora got inside.
About 20 minutes after they left the airport Mora caught something coming towards her door out of the corner of her eye. Before she had time to react their car was impacted by a truck. That was the last thing Mora remembered.
The next thing she knew someone was calling her name and gently shaking her shoulder. Mora forced her eyes open and saw she was in a hospital room and someone was looking down at her. The person said hello in English and how was she feeling, any pain? Mora said no and asked what had happened. The person said that she had been in an auto accident. She said her name was Cara and said the doctor had been in earlier and Mora would live. Mora felt very strange, like her lower body was numb. Cara had moved out of Mora's sight and she moved her right hand down her side. At her hip there was nothing more to feel. Her right leg was gone at the hip. She did the same with her left hand and found a very short stump sticking out from her hip. Both had bandages around them but she could not feel anything. She slid her hand over to her sex and found that she had been shaved and that a Foley catheter had been inserted. Again, no feeling in that area either. She drifted off to sleep with a slight smile on her face. As a teen growing up she had wanted to be an amputee but never thought it would happen to her.
Mora awoke later and it was dark outside. Cara was at a table near the bedside writing in her medical chart. Cara saw Mora's head move and with her hands, pushed herself up and came over to the bedside. She asked if Mora felt ok and was she having any pain. Mora said no she felt OK. The head of the bed had been raised some and Cara asked if she wanted to see what had been done. Mora said sure and Cara folded the sheet back. Mora looked down and saw that what she had felt before was true. Her legs were gone, the right one was a hip disarticulation and the left one had about a 3 inch stump. She tried to move the stump but it would not budge. Cara told her that she had an epidural spinal anesthetic going to stop the pain and that would be in place for several days.
Cara grasp Mora's hand and asked how she felt about what she saw. Mora said it was ok and then realized that was why she saw Cara limping, she was one also. Cara saw the light come on and said yes she was a right AK and left BK amputee by wish. She told Mora that she was very lucky. She only had a mild concussion and no other major injuries, just scrapes and bruises that would heal quickly. Mora asked about the female driver and Cara looked down and said she had not made it. Mora had to be cut out of the car and was brought here to the hospital. The legs were so badly injured that they had to be amputated before she bled to death.
Cara said she had to do several things such as change dressings, flush her urinary catheter and change her bed. She told Mora that it was important that she move around in bed as much as she could to prevent bed sores. There was an overhead trapeze bar to help. As she was checking and flushing her catheter she explained that she had been shaved because the right hip surgery had some cuts in the hair area so it had to be removed. Mora said no problem she had always wondered what it was like. Cara grinned and said she would love it, she did.
She said it looked like they had not done a very good job in the OR and she would do a much better job shaving her in a couple of days. Cara asked Mora if she was hungry and she said yes that a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and some tea would be great. Cara made a call and said it would be here shortly.
After she was done with everything she asked Mora if she wanted a gown and she said no, she always slept in the nude. Cara said she was the nurse that worked from noon to midnight and there would be another nurse in to work midnight to noon. She said she was a young nurse and was a new arm amputee with a hook prosthesis and was doing very good. Mora said great, she was looking forward to meeting her.
Cara also said that the epidural catheter would probably stay in for 2 days and the med would be tapered off and they would go from there. Cutting the bone like they did on her left leg usually caused more pain than just removing the joint from the socket like had been done on the right side. Her food came and she ate it and drank the tea. She was glad she did not have to worry about going to the bathroom. Mora was tired so she soon slipped off to sleep.