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them from her. Vernon was stable and trustworthy. She knew at one time he was in love with her, but his condition, or slight deformity as her family had referred to it, had kept them close without love-like feelings entering into the fray. He’d been the first man she’d experimented sexually with, even if they were just teenaged fantasies. As she aged, he was more receptive to her stories, none too taken aback when she summoned him one afternoon and proceeded to bare her breasts for his sight. She’d wanted him to touch her, but he flatly refused. He would not step over the imaginary line their families had drawn.
    Vernon finally decided it was best to let her vent her sexual frustrations to him, rather than find an indiscriminate man who wouldn’t be discreet. From then on, he would watch her fondle her breasts and suck her nipples. He’d been the one to watch her rub her clit and finger her pussy, ultimately procuring several dildos for her use. He always protected her privacy, allowing her to relax into acts of lust and need. It became normal for her to disrobe in front of him and explore her body in the full-length mirror in her bedroom. He’d brought her books on sexual positions and talked her through experimenting with them and her toys. They had a bond that wouldn’t be broken. They needed each other in many ways, mostly as confidants.
    He’d been diagnosed with a microphallus or micropenis. Lila had heard all her life that Vernon would never be normal and produce children. Neither would she, so they had that in common. On her twentieth birthday, she’d cajoled Vern to show her his problem. She’d been prepared for some major deformity, but when he finally showed her his penis, she realized he was just small. No, he’d never be considered normal, but he was fully formed and delineated, just not large. His penis, when erect, would be no larger than her pinky finger. When not erect, it looked like a large clit. She also knew he could ejaculate like any man, only he’d been brainwashed by his parents and physicians to keep his troubles private. They’d hammered into his mind that no normal woman would want him as a husband. So from a young age on, he lived with the idea he’d always be the family butler. Being unattached would serve his future better.
    During one sexual moment, he’d finally bared his problem to her out of frustration, literally by dropping his pants and letting her examine him openly. She hadn’t recoiled and belittled him, rather touched him gently with her fingertip. He’d pulled away embarrassed and she didn’t push the issue.  
    A few months later, they’d been in the barn near midnight one evening. He’d accompanied her on a moonlit horseback ride around the family compound. As they were putting up the horses, she’d teased him about his upcoming birthday. “You’ve got a birthday this week, Vern, what’s your heart’s delight?”
    “I’m fine, Lila, I have everything I could ever need.”
    “Come on,” she’d teased. “Everybody has a secret want. I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”
    “What I want I’ll never have.”
    “You mean to be normal.” He’d stiffened but continued to brush out his horse. “If anyone can relate to that wish, you know it’s me.”
    “We’re both victims of our birth, Lila. Neither of us can have our heart’s delight.”
    “Just once,” she sighed, “I’d like to complain about my disease. But father always told me I was very lucky to know what was wrong with me. If living at night was my only sacrifice, I should be happy I could still go out.”
    “He’s right to a point. I know it’s not what you want to hear, but…”
    “I know I’ve led a charmed life. Private tutors, evening college classes at sixteen, and two degrees by the time I turned twenty. All this schooling and no way to use it.” Her sigh had come from deep within her.
    “Come on, Lila. When you were younger, you used to view it as an