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“Don’t you get turned on, or feel sexy?” He does not answer. “Loren?” Lorenzo growls and its low. “And what if you’re alone?” I ask.
“That’s none of your business,” he says tightening up. As I laugh, I spin the phone around my new waist and butt. I’m proud, and I look better than I ever have.
“Good, you look good,” Lorenzo says, waking up, and now sounding husky.
“Well, I hope better than good. I was good two weeks ago.”
I look at the fresh flowers in the kitchen, “Oh, one of your past vixens sent flowers.”
Lorenzo sighs, “Just throw them out.”
“Why?” I gasp.
“They’ll remind me of her.”
“But they’re nice,” I say, eyeing the huge bunch. “And you should be able to deal with it.”
“Thanks for the lecture! Oh, one thing to remember.”
“What’s that?” I ask leaning in, and getting serious.
“Remember who the student is, and who the teacher is.”
“Sorry,” I say respectfully, and acting as if I am. I’m not.
“That’s alright.”
“Does that mean there will be punishment?” I ask. “Maybe some spanking?”
Lorenzo pauses, and he looks at me. “Do not push me.”
He is hot, and the crisp white hotel sheet covers only half of his stomach. Besides that, I know my hot roommate is naked. Igulp, and I like it when he goes husky. When his eyes go dark, and he commands me.
“You have the flowers,” he commands.
“Really?” I ask.
“Just put them in your room.”
“Okay,” I say happily.
There is silence, before I speak. “You do know, you should be able to control your mind.”
“Right, coming from you,” Lorenzo says fast. “The girl who thinks prince charming is out there.”
“Hey, screw you, maybe he is,” I say. “And maybe he’ll want to kiss me and command me.”
Lorenzo inhales, slow, and he looks at me.
“What?” I ask confused,
“Nothing,” he says, coldly.
It’s nice to see him again, too nice. “I miss you, it’s good to talk.”
Lorenzo nods, and leans back. “It is.”
“You should come home soon.” Lorenzo looks at me, as if unsure what to say. “What?” I ask.
