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“He got hung up at work. He thought he’d be here by now, but the mess must have been more complicated than he hoped. So, your mammogram was good?” Sonja asked.

“Nothing there but healthy tissue. You’re avoiding the question. What does Derek say?”

“I haven’t told him yet,” Sonja whispered.

“Not even about having the tests?” Molly gave her a stern look that reminded Sonja of her high school principal.

“No.”

“Were you planning to?” Now she was using her Domme voice.

“Not sure. It’s only three millimeters. It’s probably nothing. He’s got enough on his plate. I don’t want to worry him unnecessarily.” Sonja was rambling, but she couldn’t stop the excuses.

“Sonja, you know that’s not how a D/s relationship works. You have to be honest with each other. Withholding information like this is the same as lying.”

“No, it’s not. If it weren’t for the biopsy, there would be nothing to tell. And if the biopsy is negative, there still won’t be anything to tell. Like I said, I don’t want to worry Derek. Anyway, it’s not your business. This is between Derek and me.” Sonja knew she was sounding defensive now.

“What’s between you and me, babygirl?” Derek had come in behind her. He put his arms around her as she turned to face him.

“Nothing important, Sir. We were just chatting.”

“Funny. It sounded like it might be important to me.” He turned. “Hi, Molly. You look lovely as usual. That phoenix really makes your outfit. So, what’s my sub girl trying to avoid talking to me about?”

“Derek, why are you asking her instead of me?” Sonja put her hands on her hips.

“Because you seem to want her to help you keep a secret. We don’t have secrets in our relationship, babygirl. You know that. So, do you want to tell me, or should I ask Molly again?”

“You might as well let Molly tell it, since you obviously don’t trust me.” Sonja turned her back on Derek and Molly and would have walked away if Derek hadn’t snagged an arm around her waist.

“Now, now. There’s no reason to get upset. Yet. What’s going on, Molly?”

“Your sub had her annual mammogram and cancer screening on Thursday. I only know because I was having mine, too, and we met in the waiting room. We were sharing results, and I asked if she had told you the news yet.”

“What kind of news? And why didn’t I know you were having a mammogram?” Derek turned Sonja around so he could see she had her hands clenched and her eyes closed.

“What’s wrong, babygirl?”

“They found a spot, and I’m having a biopsy Monday, okay?”

“Let me guess. You didn’t want to worry me because it’s probably nothing. Am I right?”

“Yes, Sir.”

All the fight had gone out of Sonja. Now that the information was out in the open, she felt relieved. Derek pulled her into his arms, and she started crying.

“I’m sorry, Sir. I thought I could handle it on my own. You have enough to deal with without my problems, too.”

“Let’s take this home, babygirl. Neither of us is in a mood to play now, and we have a lot to talk about.” He turned to Molly. “Thanks for helping me and my sub with our communication issues.”

“I hope I won’t be needed in that capacity again. Have a good evening. And Sonja, I would like to hear how your biopsy turns out. Women stick together over things like this. I hope you’ll understand I was only trying to help by telling Derek.”

“Yeah, I get it. Thanks, Molly. I’ll keep you apprised.” Sonja’s tears had stopped, and she turned back to Derek. “Do we have to go? I got my outfit especially for you. I’m okay now.”

“You make a beautiful Catholic school girl, but the outfit and the play can wait. We have other things to deal with tonight. Let’s get going.”

Sonja was not happy with the direction the evening was taking. She had been anticipating a fun play session to take her mind off the biopsy, and instead, it looked like the evening would be all about it. Nevertheless, she changed back into her street clothes and met Derek in the lobby.

“I took an Uber here, like you said.” She tried to sound cheery, as if nothing were wrong.

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