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along that something was missing from my sex life. I’d tried almost everything with Jonny, we’d rein act porn we’d seen, countless of scenes, I even tried anal, and that wasn’t going to work for me at all. As much as he was hesitant in the beginning, he’d always done what I wanted and he couldn’t win there. He was too, soft for me.
    Now that I’ve met this Mr. Hilton there’s so much I want to know about my sexuality. At first I was appalled at his boldness, conceited bastard with gold stuffed up his ass I had thought. Then, weeks passed and I couldn’t stop thinking about him, I’d dug up the Alice Walker poetry book I’d been reading to retrieve his number. After staring at his scribbled hand writing for half an hour I pulled my balls out and finally dialled it, I hung up when he answered. Stupidest thing I’d ever done. He had caller ID, fuck.
    I’d let it ring and go to voice mail, when the answering machine played his message I froze. His voice had sound so large filling my tiny apartment. It was almost as if I could imagine his French vanilla coloured skin against the pale green walls of my living room. All of a sudden everything felt small. My cream coloured love seat looked like a child’s chair imagining him sitting there. I felt like such a little girl.
    Holding my breath I listened to his voice as it captivated me and I felt like I was wrapped in his strong arms. “It’s been over a week, I hope you’d called sooner. I know it’s you, long legged Veronica,” I thought I must have been dreaming, how did he know it was me? Then again who else would have been so childish to call his personal phone and hang up as soon as he answered? How did he know my name? A million questions bombarded me at once, who was this man?
    “I’ll be seeing you very soon though, I’m sure of it, you must be dying to fuck me by now.” What... the... fuck... I must have looked insane looking at the machine jaws in hand. How dare this cocky son of a bitch call my home and leave such a message, what if Jonny had been the one to listen to it. I was furious, I fought an internal battle to restrain myself from picking the mouth piece up and giving him a huge chunk of my mind and let him know that I had a man who I was quite capable of fucking, but, he wasn’t capable, I knew Mr. Hilton would be. Sighing I listened and ignored the moisture seeping into my underwear as he finished.
    “... Tomorrow afternoon you will go to Raymar’s at 5:30 pm sharp, wear a short skirt preferably one pleated like the one you were wearing when we met, and no underwear. Be discreet in choosing your seat, do not sit at your usual spot and wear your hair in a ponytail, you have lovely hair but we don’t want it getting in the way. I’d prefer you sit in the corner closest to the rest room at the back; and Veronica... Don’t be late.” He hung up
    Was that a warning? Why was he instructing me? What man asked for a date like that?
    His voice was calm, expressionless, he’d sounded so, sexy. This feeling was new to me, what was happening to me? Shouldn’t I be furious at his audacity? The truth is I wasn’t. I was excited beyond belief. I’d called Becky the moment I deleted his message and told her I had finally called.
    Becky was my lesbian best friend, we’d met working in the main library at UWC, she was paying her way through school, to help with her scholarship and I was working to rebel against my mother’s wishes to prove to her I could switch to literature and pay my way through college if she didn’t fund me if I left accounting. She’d won by default, I hadn’t left accounting but minored in literature, it would forever be my first love. Becky had been studying psychology and boarding. We’d remained friends after graduation, though we lived opposite lives we were still the best of friends, it was even easier to remain close friends when she moved in next door to me.
    I hadn’t told her about my dark secret, just that