Movie Poster

I so happy on my crutches walking on St-Denis street in Montreal. I was feeling 
safe that nobody would see me on crutches.  You see my right leg was in a long 
and heavy plaster cast but was not broken.

All my life I've had a deep fascination with cast and crutches. For the first 
time I was acting up on my fantasy. Looking at all that plaster cast covering my 
right leg, I felt a certain excitement. 

When I spotted the movie poster in this antique shop selling old movie poster, I 
had to stop and rest my cast on top of my good foot. I could not believe that 
the day I was acting on my fantasy away from home, the sexiest woman in a leg 
cast ever in a movie was full size in front of me on this poster.

You see in the window of "À L'Affiche" there was a poster of Marlene Jobert in her 
leg cast. She played Anne in l'Astragale.

I had seen the poster in the window and there was some magic happening. I felt 
draw too the shop, I wanted to see her, no I needed to see her and her cast from 
up close. A man of about 60 moved forward as I approached the counter slowly on 
my crutches.

"Can I help you mam"?

"It's the movie poster in the front window, can I have a closer look please"?

"I'll get my partner to bring it down for you, with your poor broken leg you 
will need help and… he knows more about it. You see Norman is the movie poster 
expert".

The old man shuffled away but not before looking at my full leg cast. You see my 
friend doctor Smith had done a perfect job on my cast. The way it followed the 
contour of my leg was so sexy.

Another man came and again it felt magical, I knew this man but from where.

"I understand you're interested in the movie poster"?

"Yes, Do I know you sir?" I said feeling strange.

"Maybe… I believe that we may have met in a prior life" I said smiling.

"Yes, hummmm maybe, maybe you were my doctor in a prior life" What was I talking 
about… where was this coming from. This is a strange shop.

"I hope I was, you have a very nice leg cast miss.. " he said staring at my 
cast.

"Stephanie" 

"Lovely miss Stephanie on crutches what can I do for you?" 

"I would like any information you have on the poster and see it from up close 
please" I said feeling sexually aroused just standing there on my crutches while 
he looked at me like I was a prized painting.





As the man moved to the window, Stephanie felt some pain in her leg when she 
accidentally stepped on her cast. This was so strange since there was nothing 
wrong with her leg

The poster was of beautiful Anne; she was wearing only bra and the cast on her 
broken leg. She was on the bed with the cast on a pillow. 

The look on Marlene face was what drew Stephanie to it; she looked so happy and 
staring directly at me. I swear she looked sexually aroused

"This poster is from L'Astragale a movie done in 1969 but you know all about 
that Stephanie". He surprised me with that line while staring at the toes at the 
end of my cast.

"This is the photo taken before they took the cast off your leg during the 
movie, you must remember that? You were so please of making love to me".

Stephanie looked at the photo and then to Norman, she must have it. Why did he 
say that I was the actress? This is too strange.

"How much would you like for it"

"I am afraid it's not for sale Stephanie. This poster has been in the window 
since 1969 waiting for you to come back to me. It's yours."

Stephanie felt dizzy from everything happening in this store. Norman's comments 
was just so much to understand in such a small period of time.

"I have a frame out the back, if you give me a few hours I will mount it and 
deliver it for you Stephanie. You can't carry this goddess in a leg cast while 
you are on crutches yourself with a broken leg"

"But my leg isn't bro…" Stephanie smiled as she told him where she was staying 
while in Montreal, she would have another chance to see this man again.

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Stephanie had changed in something more comfortable and was thinking of all the 
words from Norman. Words that were playing in her mind while she rested her cast 
on a small table. She heard the doorbell and tried to stand on her cast to get 
the crutches but felt a sharp pain in her leg. She hops on her good leg and 
grabbed her crutches.

Norman was there clutching the framed poster.

Inviting him in Stephanie offered him to have a seat.

As Norman sat he looked at the poster again. Stephanie noticed his interest with 
her poster.

"You love the thought of being in a position where the fate of your broken leg 
is decided by that lovely cast Stephanie?

Looking at Anne again on poster, she was partially naked, with her cast on a 
pillow.

"The ultimate sin is to say no, and not act on your deepest fantasy" Stephanie 
said smiling at Norman, 

"I love to feel my leg trapped and secure in all that plaster, but not many 
person want to take on the challenge."

"But you finally did Stephanie. Just like Anne in L'Astragale you need to use 
crutches and live with your leg cast. How did you break your leg Stephanie?"

"Humm, you see Norman my leg is not broken."

"Oh yes it is Stephanie" Norman said while rubbing my cast.

I was intrigued; Norman talked like we were amongst friends, telling 
Me about my leg. I was fascinated by his conversation.

We talked for about two hours, without realising, I had told Norman all about 
her sexual frustration she felt for not being able to role play sexual game with 
her husband while in a leg cast. She talked about how the doctor had casted her 
leg before leaving for Montreal yesterday

Norman looked at his watch, it was gone twelve, he rose saying sorry about 
the lateness of the time. Stephanie assured him she had enjoyed the evening, 
just before closing the front door he said.

"Anne be careful and rest your broken leg, remember what the doctor said , don't 
put any weight on your broken leg" he said puzzling her before leaving.

Why did he call me Anne and why does he keep talking about my broken leg. I 
dropped my crutches and tried to walk again on my cast. The pain I felt the in 
my leg reminded me of the time when I broke my ankle in high school.

Or when Anne jumped the wall and lay down with a broken bone in her leg, 
crawling…

I was sorry he was gone.

There was something magical happening here…


Part 2…