set up the room with micro cameras hoping you wouldn't notice. They'll be mad at me for telling you, but I don't really care. This is my show in more ways than one.”
I was stunned into silence for a long moment both by his honesty and his swagger. It must have been wonderful to be so free, to literally not care what anybody thought of you. I really hoped it was something he would be able to teach me.
“So, tell me about yourself,” I said, as he cut into the giant turkey he had cooked.
The platter also held at least one of seemingly every known garnish and side dish on the planet.
“Well, let's see. Born to nothing, in terms of money anyway, in a town the residents of Mayberry would find quaint. Caused my first major controversy when I was ten by just not going to church. In my defense, I knew the Bible better than the minister did, including the bits the clergy tend to gloss over.”
“Like what?” I asked before I could stop myself.
“Exodus 22:18.”
“I don't think I know that one.”
“Most people don't and not by accident.”
“What does it say?”
“Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live.”
“Shit!” I exclaimed.
“I know.”
“It's actually calling for-”
“Murder of people who are different.”
“Are you fallen away?”
“Not exactly. To paraphrase Gaiman and Pratchett, I didn't so much fall away as saunter vaguely downwards. What about you?”
“Me? Oh, I'm boring.”
“Try me.”
I found myself not being able to say no to him. Out it came, my entire boring history. The only exciting part was becoming a single mom, although that was the part that I was the most reluctant to tell. I had been afraid it would ruin my chances on the show, but I didn’t want to hide it from him.
Adam took all of it in stride, as if it was no big thing.
I started to like him more than ever.
But then he brought out desert, which was chocolate cake with caramel icing, and I took that back and started to like him even more.
“So, where’d the father go?” he asked me.
“He split,” I shrugged. “We had a shotgun wedding once I found out I was pregnant, but it was heavily pushed on both of us by our religious parents. As soon as the baby came, he couldn’t handle the stress. He literally ran away, and I could never even find him. His parents were so ashamed, but I told them I understood. It was a lot of responsibility at such a young age. The annoying part has been trying to find him to serve divorce papers.”
“What a wimp,” Adam said, shaking his head. “I’m on Team Parents with this one. He should be a man and at least pay child support.”
“Yeah, that would be nice,” I told him. “And it’s probably why he’s hiding.”
“Well. Enough talk about that loser. You and I were meant to be here having this dinner together, and that couldn’t have happened if he’d stayed with you,” he said resolutely.
“That’s true,” I said, nodding as I considered it. “I don’t really have any regrets. I love Freya. And I’m glad I don’t have to be her dad. He and I were never well-suited to begin with. So, yes, I agree. We won’t talk about it any more.”
“It has been a pleasure to dine with you,” he told me, once we were finishing up the last delicious morsels. “I hope you have had a nice time, too.”
“I’ve had a great time,” I told him, wishing the date could last longer.
But by the time I was in the back of the limo again, it couldn't have been more than ten minutes before my phone alerted me of an incoming private message.
U in the car?
Yes.
Is she driving safe?
Yes.
GOOD. I gave VERY specific instructions. She's armed too. Just in case.
Is she a soldier?
Ex IDF. How did you know?
Lucky guess.
I have made a decision.
Okay.
I want you. Not just for the show. I want you naked and on your knees.
What would you like me to do down there?
Let me face fuck you.
Of course. Hard if you want.
Then I want to finger you doggy style, stopping just before you cum.
I don't get to cum?
Eventually, but I want to tease you first. Make you beg for it.
*Blush* Okay
Then I want to fuck you.
Doggy?
End of the bed, then doggy later. After.
After what?
After I handcuff you, put in a ball-gag and fuck you in the ass.
I'm an anal virgin. Is that okay, Master?
Perfect, Pet.
Woah, this was crazy. I couldn’t believe