Page 15 of Bad Enough

LOBO: That’s a very good girl. I appreciate the honesty. But in this, you can.

LOBO: My job was to teach you about BDSM.

LOBO: However, I’ve done about as much of that as I can over chat.

FLAME: Does that mean we don't talk anymore?

LOBO: Would you miss me, little Flame? I’m flattered.

LOBO: No, it doesn’t mean we don't talk anymore.

LOBO: I would miss talking with you, too, if we stopped.

LOBO: Last night was a practical lesson. That was the next logical step.

LOBO: Are you ready for the next step? As in an in person, practical lesson?

There was no reply. He waited a few minutes, feeling like he was holding his breath.

LOBO: Flame?

LOBO: Answer me.

Finally, an answer came.

FLAME: I don’t know.

LOBO: Why don’t you know if you’re ready?

FLAME: I don’t know you.

FLAME: But meeting you feels too intimate to not know you.

LOBO: Meeting someone physically doesn’t necessarily mean you know them.

FLAME: Logically, I know that.

LOBO: I bet I know you better than anyone else does.

FLAME: It’s difficult.

FLAME: I don’t trust people.

LOBO: You mean men.

FLAME: No, I mean people. People are cruel. They rarely worry about anyone but themselves. They rarely truly care about others.

Somebody has done a number on this girl.

LOBO: That’s the whole crux of a D/s relationship, sweetheart. The Master cares about the sub.

LOBO: Because a good Dom gets his or her pleasure knowing that their submissive is taken care of and happy.

FLAME: I don’t think I’m ready. I’d make a fool out of myself.

LOBO: Not possible.

LOBO: But that’s why you’d go to the club with me as my guest.

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