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“Thank you, Sir,” I said.

One of the questions I had was about kneeling. I was amazed to learn just how much he liked it when he would come home and I’d be there waiting for him. He told me how it felt to stand over me and greet me.

We talked for hours before it turned into something else. He moved his hands more freely over my body as his mouth covered mine. Everything was slow and almost comforting. This was Stephan. He said he wouldn’t hurt me, and I trusted him. Plus, I had my safewords.

By Saturday morning, I’d almost forgotten that later on that evening I’d be in a room full of a hundred strangers. Almost, but not quite.

I tried to keep myself busy so I wouldn’t think about it too much, but it kept creeping into my mind. My worst fear was that something would happen, and I would embarrass him. He’d tried to reassure me every time the subject came up, but I knew he could tell how nervous I was.

By one o’clock, I’d cooked two full meals and cleaned the entire downstairs, with the exception of his bedroom and bath. I was just getting ready to head upstairs when the phone rang.

Stephan’s voice floated to where I was in the dining room. From his comments, I could tell someone was here to see us. I just didn’t know who.

Stephan

The last thing I expected on this day was a visit from my aunt. It wasn’t that she never came to see me at my condo, more that it was rare. Usually, she would just pick up the phone and call, or ask me to stop by.

When I hung up with security downstairs, I glanced over at Brianna to find her watching me. She quickly averted her eyes, but I knew she would have heard enough to know that we had a visitor. I walked over to her. She still wasn’t looking at me.

“Diane’s here. Why don’t you go freshen up while I get the door?”

Brianna nodded and went to her room. She disappeared just as my aunt’s knock sounded.

Diane was dressed in a light blue pantsuit. Her hair pulled back so that it was off her shoulders but cascading down her back. She was beautiful and classy, as always.

“Hello, Diane. Come in.”

“Thank you,” she said as she walked through the door.

I didn’t miss her eyes darting around the room in search of Brianna. “Would you like something to drink?”

“Oh, no thank you, dear.” Diane took a seat on the couch. I followed her lead and sat in my chair across from her. “I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m here,” she said before I could comment.

“Well, yes, the thought did cross my mind.”

She looked around again. “Is Brianna here?”

“Yes,” I answered. “She just went to her room to get something. I’m sure she’ll be out shortly.”

“Oh. Well, good,” she said shifting in her seat slightly. My aunt was a very composed woman and for her to be nervous, I knew it had to be something serious she wanted to discuss.

It would be better to find the underlying cause of this quickly. “What is it, Diane?”

“Stephan, I don’t know what happened Sunday between you and your uncle. He’s extremely upset about it. I may not know what’s going on, but I’m not stupid. I know whatever it is, it has to do with Brianna. Maybe if the two of you talked...”

“No,” I said, making it clear that I was not about to budge.

She looked at me almost pleading. “It is about Brianna, isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“She’s seems to be a sweet girl. I don’t see why...”

I had no idea what my uncle had told her, but I figured there was no sense in sugarcoating this for her. She may not need to know about my lifestyle, but as far as I was concerned, Brianna was going to be a permanent fixture in my life. “Richard doesn’t approve of my relationship with Brianna.”

“Stephan, that doesn’t make any sense. I know your uncle—”

“He doesn’t like me,” Brianna whispered.

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