Part 2 "How long is your layover?" Melanie asked him. "Well, supposedly for another 4 hours." he replied. "Yeah, me too. But, we seem to have the perfect spot for people-watching!" she joked. "I actually like people-watching." "Me too." "So, how did you break your leg?" Tony asked her. Hmmm....another reference to my cast. Melanie made a mental note. Well, it could be genuine concern. "I was rock climbing and felt" "OMG you are lucky to be alive." "NO kidding." "Would you mind if I propped my foot up on the booth?" "No problem, go right ahead." he said kindly. Well, this isn't getting me anywhere...Melanie thought, now more curious than ever about his interest, or lack of one. "So, can I ask you a silly question?" "I'm all about silly questions, go right ahead." "Why that interest in my accident and cast?" "Comes with the territory, I suppose." "Oh, yeah?" "I have a website called Professional woman in leg cast. That site honours sexy professional woman that must wear a cast for whatever reason. I have this ...interest in women on crutches with a leg cast" Holy hell!! "Wow, that is really interesting." Melanie calmly said, her pulse racing. How come she never heard of that site before? She was sure that it wasn't on CC links He achieved a new level of sex appeal now than before...if that was possible. "Well, we have something in common then." she went on. "Oh?" "Yeah, I'm a professional and I have a broken leg" "Well, I have to ask the inevitable, you know." "Go ahead." "Would you like to pose for my website?" Melanie laughed. What a nice day this was turning out to be. First hand experience with a real caster! "Well, you're the first ever to see me like a potential model. You are also the first person showing so much interest on my plaster cast" She moved her cast slightly. "Really?" "Yep. My ex-husband wasn't interested in my accident at all. I mean, he felt sorry for me, that I was beautiful, but my various cast did nothing to him." "Really? Most men are attracted to nice woman on crutches with a leg cast." "Most men would rather stare at tits and ass." Tony laughed. "Well, there's nothing wrong with tits and ass by a long shot, but I think that sexy womens using crutches carefully not to bang or put any weight on their cast has a lot of sexual appeal all of their own." "I agree. I feel so good on my crutches. I love the way my leg is trapped and yet look so good in all that plaster" "So, can I ask you something personal?" Tony said. "Sure, we're old friends now." Melanie teased him. "Okay, well...How about a session tonight at my studio? I have a studio here in town" "It's very tempting but I really don't see myself like a model, cast or no cast" "That is quite sexy plastered leg, Melanie." Tony said smiling. "I think so, too." "How's broken leg anyway?" he asked her. "A little better." "Good, can I get you anything?" "I'm okay but my toes are itching." "Your not very shy, Melanie. AND, I would gladly scratch your toes for you." He slid over closer to her cast. I can't believe I just asked this guy to scratch my toes! Melanie was completely in awe of her situation, and of her own bravery. Yes, partially spawned by the rum, but still...good, god! He placed her broken foot on his knee. Tony then gently rubbed her toes. His hands felt a little rough, and he was applying just enough pressure. They chatted more about the website. After scratching her toes for about 10 minutes, he had ran his fingers lightly over her casted foot. He did this several times before gently bumping moving up all over the plaster cast. I love the feel of plaster and could only imagine how sexy she must have been in a full leg cast. Tony acted as if this was just the normal thing to do. "Wow, you are definitely skilled." Melanie said. "I'm glad u like it, Melanie." "Can you give me my crutches, help me up and I'll go take extend my reservation at the hotel and meet you tonight for the photo shoot" "OK great" He helped her stand on her good leg. She put her crutches under her arms and with her cast off the floor she slowly disappeared on her crutches. What a sight Later on that day… "There's a lady to see you, sir," said the doorman outside the exclusive-looking business building, "says she's meeting you." It was a very expensive-looking place. The doorman was dressed in a very smart purple uniform with silver buttons and a cap that made him look part of the military. She was very nervous, because the doorman was giving her a complete look over as he spoke through the intercom. The doorman walked back over to her. "Do you need help Miss with your crutches, it's on the 15th floor," he said. "No I'm fine, after so many weeks on crutches it's like walking on high heels," she said, "thank you, sir." "Up the elevator, there," the doorman pointed as she walked gracefully on her crutches. She knew he was staring at her ass so she gave him a view to a kill through the marble-floored lobby The elevator whirred as it climbed, the red digital number flicking slowly upwards towards 15th. She was very nervous. What if somebody she knew saw the pics? At last, a little bell sounded and the elevator came to a halt. The door slowly opened and she found herself stepping out into an elegant hallway with thick red carpet, antique furniture and old oil paintings on the walls. She moved slowly now on her crutches, not sure where she was suppose to go when… Part 3 to come