Back from "Business travel"

Back home from the business trip to the middle east where I lost my 
dick and my wight hand and braught home a nice handless girl

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Back from "Business travel" by Onehand
Continued from Business travel

I have no dick anymore, and no right hand. I lost both of them on my 
last business trip to the middle east some weeks ago. You can read 
how that happened in "Business travel". Now I am back home again 
trying to find out how to go on dickless and with one hand and one 
stump. 

I have nice company here. Skie - the girl who was the reason that i 
lost two inportant parts of my body now lives with me in my house. 
After being punished for stealth twice she now has no hands at all. 
Both her arms ends with stumps at the wrist. 



I do hope that Skie will go on being my girlfriend. It can not be 
easy for me to find another one. Who wants dickless man. But on the 
other side - who wants a girl with no hands - so maybe there are good 
reasons for her to stay with me. We are the nice couple with five 
fingers and no dick. We have started to find out how to live like 
this. I have to learn how to use my only hand to do what two hands 
did earlier. And I often have to help Skie with a lot of things. 
Being handless is not easy for her and she is always  feeling of 
helpless.



Yesterday I drove my car for the first time since I lost my hand. It 
was a little difficult but it worked. We went to a shopping center  
to do some shopping. I paid with my credit card. I can tell you I am 
glad no one tries to read my signature on the slip. I don't know how 
long time it will take until I learn to write with my left hand. 

After the shopping we drove around for some hours and had lunch at a 
pub in a little village. When choosing from the menu I have to think 
about the fact that I can not use the knife when eating. There are 
always a lot of new problems to take care of. I also have to feed 
Skie as she can not manage the fork with her stumps. We have to find 
any way for her do it by herself. I can not always be with her.



I can still feel my missing hand. I often forget that it is not there 
anymore and that sometimes makes me doing funny mistakes. Some days 

ago I met a business friend and was going to shake hands with him. 
Without thinking of my new status I forwarded my stump to him. He 
just looked confused as he did not know what had happened  to me. 
Another day, when paying in the shop, I tried to receive the change 
with my stump. The poor girl just looked at it and did not know what 
to do and it took me some time to realise that something was wrong.



I have accepted that I have lost my hand. To accept being dickless is 
not easy. First of all it is a problem how to pee. My dick was cut 
off as close to my body as possible leaving no stump at all. I have 
to undress before peeing and use the shower. I can not aim and often 
it sprays a lot. I can not go on like this - there is not always a 
shower available and it takes a lot of time. I have been thinking of 
making an adapter making it possible to aim. Then I have to remember 
bring it with me when leaving home. Intercourse and masturbation is 
just a memory nowadays. I still have my testicles intact and very 
often I get very horny. Massaging the sac and testicles can give a 
little relief but I don't know if I can deal with this in the long 
run. Sometimes I am thinking of removing the rest of my genitalias 
and be a nullo. I really don't know what is best for me.


I am glad having Skie living with me. Being handless as she is she 
needs someone to take care of her and she seems to be comfortable 
with me as I am. We sleep close to each other and I love to have her 
massaging my sac with her stumps. And I use my stump to massage her 
clitoris. I have found out that it is nicer to her if I use my stump 
in stead of using my hand. We have discussed a lot about how to do 
with me in the future. Go on with the balls or having them removed. 
We have not come to any conclusion so it is still an open item. My 
only decision is to wait and decide later. I am in no hurry.



We have also discussed whether to get prosthesis or to go on just 
using our stumps. We decided to go on with the stumps. But we have to 
find out how Skie could be able to feed herself. We have to find 
anything making it possible to attach a fork and a knife to her 
stumps. We are successful in finding new ways to manage all daily 
works at home.



I have two hobbies: tennis and nudism, but now I don't know how to go 
on with it. I was a right hand player so now I have to learn to play 
with my left hand and to find a way to use my stump when serving. I 
also used to spend many days at the beach in our nudist club. And now 
- will a have courage enough to go there and show my dicklessness. I 
have discussed that with Skie and she wants us to try it. The worst 
that can happen is that I chicken out. She has promised to give me 
all support and she wants me to hold her stump when walking from the 
dressing room down to the beach and further on into the water. I have 
to confess that I am thrilled by the idea making the first dickless 
entrance to our camp. We decided to go to the camp next weekend. I 
was also pleased when thinking of intruducing a nice girl like Skie 
to my friends at the camp.


I have a lot of friends and was often at parties or arranged one in 
my house. Now when what had happened to me was known amongst my 
friends we had a lot of invitations to parties. The first one was 
from Charles and Megan - some nice friends from the nudist club. It 
was not to a nude party but from my earlier experience I knew that 
after many drinks it often ended up that way. Could this be a good 
opportunity to start showing my friends what had been done to me. If 
I was going to join my friends in the future I have to start just 
being myself in a natural way again. I can not hide how I looked down 
there without giving up a lot of friendship and a wonderful life at 
summer time. I showed Skie the invitation and she really wanted us to 
go to the party. She never hesitated to meet new people and she was 
never shy to show anyone her stumps. Sometimes I think she was proud 
of them and felt special. She always got every ones attention at any 
time when she was present.

Next evening we went by taxi to our friends home. They had a large 
house with a wonderful garden and a large pool half an hours drive 
from town. When we arrived we were offered drinks in the garden. Skie 
managed to hold her glass with both her stumps and her behaviour was 
so natural that you could believe that this was the normal way for a 
girl to hold a glass. At supper I was sitting next to her making it 
possible to help her whenever necessary. After supper dancing began 
and once again Skie was in the middle of everybody's attention. She 
was wonderful to look at and her stumps was always visible below her 
sleeves.

Later in the evening we started to play the cards. As usual Megan 
insisted that we should play poker betting with our clothes. She was 
a lousy player - but she loved to be the first one to loose all her 
clothes. A few minutes later she was there nice and naked as usual. 
She offered Skie to help her with the cards so she could join us in 
the game. And just as I expected some minutes lated Skie was the 
second girl to be without clothes. The game went on and half an hour 
later I and Charles was the only ones that still had some clothes on. 
My boxer shorts was all I had now and I felt that it was close to 
when I had to show them that my dick was gone. We had never told 
anyone about that so I was a little worried about what was to come. 
Two minutes later the game was over - I lost it and had to give up my 
shorts - and there I was - naked in the garden with all of them 
looking at me. Behind me Megan came and as usual she wanted to shake 
my dick. I could feel her hand coming closer to where my dick once 
had been. I felt her fingers on my stomach and then going down. 
Suddenly she grabbed my sac without finding any dick. Now she came up 
in front of me looking confused. She looked down and then she said: 
"Hey - have you dropped your dick". Every one then came up to us and 
I had to stand there like a statue having them all to examine me. 
Skie told them what had happened to me in the prison.


For almost half an hour I had to answer their questions of how it was 
to loose the dick. After that I found that they behaved as if it was 
quite common to have a dickless man amongst them. I was very pleased 
with how my dicklessness had been accepted and I was looking forward 
to go to the nudist club next weekend. We slept in one of their guest 
rooms. The next morning I had had my first bath in a pool since I 
lost my dick. It was a strange feeling swimming there naked with my 
friends and then go on with breakfast at the pool still naked.


Slowly I began to accept being dickless. Maybe I also began to be a 
little proud of it. It made me unique - and the girls seems to like 
me as I am now.


To be continued…….