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Back home, Rebecca and Daniel were sitting on their couch, cuddling with each other.

Rebecca's holohead turned off, she had her neck stump nudged under Daniel's chin, so he felt immediately her warm breath on his skin as she sighed heavily.

"Something's bothering you?", asked Daniel.

"Yeah. You know how i said it's not so personal for me to give the head away?" replied Rebecca.

"Well, turns out, it's not so simple. I thought i don't want it anymore, but now that it's gone…"

"Isn't it what you wanted?" asked Daniel, "Like, not just giving it away, but getting it removed in the first place?"

"Yeah, no, i mean, i wouldn't have my head ever reattached anyway, you know, it's just… Now that it's gone, the finality of it just hit me. I'm headless - forever now. There's no going back. It's almost as if the old Rebecca Becker died today at the fundraiser."

"You are the old Rebecca Becker. It's still you, underneath the appearance.", countered Daniel

"You never knew me when i had my head, how can you know?", asked Rebecca.

"When you still had a head, did you consider yourself a different person when you changed your hairstyle or make-up?"

"That's hardly the same, i could do my hair differently twelve times a day if i wanted to."

"Tattoos then. Did they change who you were or just how you look? Just relax, you said it yourself, you wouldn't go back even if you could. Besides, how would you sing any of your pieces with a head anyway?", said Daniel, kissing Rebecca's neck stump.

"Also, you still have your holohead, you literally can do everything a person with a head can. And more."

"More?" asked Rebecca. "What 'more'?"

"Well, singing of course. Your singing… And…"

"And?"

"You know i don't like to talk about it. I love when you to it and it's nothing short of superpower, but said out loud it sounds, i don't know, rude."

"Oh, THIS 'And'!" Rebecca faked sudden understanding.

"Well yes, i guess i'm kind of special that way", said Rebecca, leaning closer with her neck stump, smacking her pursed lips seductively.

"Well then, i guess we have to put it to good use right now, so i can forget about my head as soon as possible."

With that, Rebecca removed her thick metal sense collar, allowing her neck stump aditional mobility in exchange for her sight, speech and hearing. Using her neck stump's lips, Rebecca gently fondled one of Daniel's nipples, then slowly continuing lower along his chest and abdomen.

pressing her lips tightly, she tugged on his zipper, opening his fly revealing his eagerly awaiting erection, pulling his pants down with her hands.

Blind, but with a trained muscle memory, having done it many times before, Rebecca's neck stump quickly found the tip of Daniel's penis, gently circling it with her lips before pulling it inside her esophagus, massaging it using the muscles inside with a systematic rhythm.

Daniel, rising to his knees, grabbed Rebecca's breasts, fondling them as she continued working on his member.

Not being able to contain himself any longer he lets off, down Rebecca's throat.

Rebeccca spasmed with pleasure, before she slid Daniel's penis out and blindly reaching to the coffee table for a tissue, wiped her neck stump clean before joining Daniel for a cuddle.

Reaching for Daniel's hand, Rebecca wrote with her finger into his palm: "I <3 U". Daniel pulled her closer, planting a passionate kiss on top of her neck stump and responded by writing into her palm: "I <3 U2. RDY 4 RD2?". With a nod of her neck stump and enthusiastic "Uh-huh" grunt, she let Daniel lie her on her back, pull her feet up and work on her clitoris with his tongue.

With the other four missing, her single remaining sense was overwhelmed and as she reached her orgasm, for few seconds she felt as if her vagina was everything there was to her, nothing else mattered, nothing else existed.

With loud moans escaping her neck stump, her hands thrashing about blindly, trying to find anything to hold onto, Daniel pulled her closer, thrusting his now once again erect shaft inside her, pounding until they both came to another climax.

After few minutes of heavy breathing, Rebecca stood up and reached to the coffe table for her sense collar.

Sliding her fingers along the table's surface, it was nowhere to be found.

Turning to where she expected Daniel to still be, she reached with one hand to him to get his attention, then shrugged her shoulders, patting her neck stump with both hands.

Daniel immediately understood and got up to search for his lover's lost connection to the world around her, only to find it laying on the floor at the other side of the table.

As he picked it up, he slid it gently on Rebecca's neck stump, secured the clamps and turned it on.

As Rebecca's holohead flickered to life, she was smiling widely at Daniel.

"Wooo! Okay, now i definitely do not regret anything!"

"I'm glad to be of assistance, my lady", said Daniel with a bow, kissing Rebecca's hand.

Over next few weeks, Rebecca's and Daniel's life was once again running in usual tracks: Currently in between tours, they recorded their next album due to be released in three months, when they received invitation to attend charity event organised by Herbert Van der Heide.

Van der Heide was sort of mysterious person: He used to be one of the wealthiest and most and influential people in the town, if not the whole state, until one day, he just withdraw from public life.

There were rumors he was caring for his wife, who alegedly suffered some sort of severe injury during car accident, but there was no solid information regarding the details.

Spending all this time behind the locked doors of his mansion, this event was to be Van der Heide's first public appearance after four years and knowing that, Rebecca and Daniel couldn't say no.

At the event, Daniel and Rebecca performed their new song from their next album, where Rebecca, thanks to upgrade to the vocal range of her voice module, experimented with new technique, where she sang both in her signature 'headless voice' and a passionate vocal duet with Daniel in her simulated voice.

Their performance received booming applause and afterwards, they mingled with other guests and performers, greeting old acquintances and meeting new ones.

At one point, as Rebecca was just standing by the window, looking outside, a woman approached her from behind.

"I believe we weren't introduthed to eath other yet?" said the woman.

"Oh! I'm Rebecca Becker, nice to…" said Rebecca as she turned around, immediately pausing in surprise.

When she saw the woman, she could hardly believe her eyes - or, to be more precise, her collar's camera.

Before her stood a woman who was spitting image of Rebecca before her modification: Her hair was dyed more traditional brown color, she was slightly shorter and slimmer and her voice was unfamiliar and she was speaking with a lisp, but the face and eyes were undeniably Rebecca's.

Looking closely, Rebecca noticed almost invisible scar circling the woman's neck just under the woman's jawline, her head's and neck's skin tones slightly mismatched, covered by make-up.

"The pleathure is all mine", smiled the woman, revealing the cause for her lips: split tongue, a feature not matching her overall rather conservative appearance, yet once again reminiscent of Rebecca's own visage.

"Emily Van der Heide, but you can call me just Emily", she said, extending her right hand. "I wath looking forward to meeting you, mith Becker. I wanted to thank you perthonally."

"Than… me?" asked Rebecca. "For what?"

"Theven weekth ago, you gave your head away towardth charity. An anonymouth bidder bought it over internet. That bidder wath my huthband, Herbert."

"So…I'm not going crazy?" asked Rebecca, "You really have my head? But why?"

"Four yearth ago i wath in an car acthident. I thurvived, but i thuffered dithfith... dithf... How do you thpeak with thith thing?" she asked, pointing at her tongue

"Oh, just press the tips tight towards one another, it takes some concentration at first, but you'll get used to it.", replied Rebecca.

"Like this?" asked Emily "Yeah, thank you, thiss might work, mothly anyway. Well, as i was saying, I suffered a disfiguring injury to my face and most of my head - I lost my eyes, nose, lips, ears, hair and lower jaw. I was blind and mute, and as I imagine far from what you'd call attractive, but Herbert, love of my life, god bless his soul, not only stayed by my side, he even lost significant part of his political influence and fortune trying to help me. For years, I lived in darkness, unable to see and speak, my face replaced by mere prosthetic mask fashioned in my former image, so when Herbert heard about the auction, he took the opportunity and spared no expenses in acquiring it. The reconvalescence was long and painful and I still haven't got used to looking like this now, but I have face once again. I can see, speak, even if getting used to your tongue will probably thill take some time, I can laugh and cry and as you might imagine, that was exactly what I did for hours when I saw my beloved Herbert's face for the first time after so many years.

I hope you don't mind that I had your hair dyed less… striking color and some of the piercings removed, but they just weren't my thtyle. I only kept the tongue because feared I could speak even worse with it stitched down the middle."

"Oh no, i don't mind at all, in fact, it's your head now, I just…"

Rebecca was trying to find proper words when Herbert Van der Heide approached them, placing his hand around his wife's waist.

"I see you two are already acquainted?" he said, extending his other hand towards Rebecca.

"Herbert Van der Heide, and we are forever in your debt, miss Becker."

"Mister Van der Heide, I…I don't know what to say" stammered Rebecca, "If I just knew I would contact you right away, I mean, so much money…"

"Oh, don't mention it," replied Herbert, "No ammount of money is too great for my dear Emily - besides, it was for a worthy cause. And we kept Emily's condition in secret from the tabloids, so there was no way you would ever knew anyway. Now, is there anything I can do for you?"

"I mean… You know, meeting you, I suddenly feel like the most vain person in the world." said Rebecca, "When I volunteered for the procedure, everybody was talking about how this will further the research in stem cell growth, tissue transplantation and prosthetics. Meanwhile all I cared about was how cool I would look on my Instagram. Later when I offered my head, I was comparing it to toenail clippings and now I see you with it, so genuinely happy for a new chance at life. I must admit, I am ashamed now…"

"Oh, my dear, don't be!", said Emily, hugging Rebecca, "Everything happens for a reason - and if you weren't, as you said, 'vain' at that point when you decided to get rid of your head, we wouldn't be there and I would still be the blind, scarred, broken person hiding behind a mask deep behind this mansion's walls. It is as they say: One person's trash is another one's treasure. The only problem is getting the two persons together."

"Oh my god! You're right!", exclaimed Rebecca.

"That's exactly it! We need to get people together! This town has large body mod scene - and not just the body mod scene, there are people with BIID who feel like their bodyparts don't belong to them and seek to get rid of them, while other people suffer from limb loss and would appreciate a transplant!

We just need to create safe, sanitary and legal way to transfer one person's 'trash', as you put it, to the other person who would consider it a 'treasure'.And now I know exactly what I have to do.

Emily, Mister Van der Heide, I can provide quite significant ammount of money myself towards this goal, but still, I would need partner and investors. Would you be my partners in such endeavor?”

"Of course, i could never say no to such a noble goal," said Herbert.

"I will contribute in the name of my wife Emily as much as might be needed and pull few favours towards any legal obstacles you might encounter. I'll also try and reach my old contacts in local upper circles - we might even get Pierre Deveraux to drop in some money of his own, as long as the sly old fox can deduct it from his taxes." he chuckled.

"We just need to establish a foundation towards this goal. Shall we list it under your name - The Rebecca Becker Foundation?"

"No, Mister Van der Heide," replied Rebecca, "I could not take that honor myself. I would never come to that idea if it wasn't for your wife, Emily. She has her part in the initial idea and through you, in the initial funding too. Let's name it after us both:

The ReMily Foundation."

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