But is that going to fix my problems?
No, it isn’t. I’m scared because I’m alone, not because I am here.
Maybe if I moved to an apartment complex that was locked up with security, but look how easy it was for Shadow to get into the complex that Sam lives in? Will I be safe anywhere?
Speaking of Shadow, I haven’t spoken to him in a while, so I open up the app to check our messages and find a message from him that I somehow missed…
LMCYTTWACYAGG: Settling in okay?
The message was sent yesterday, while Amelia was here. Maybe I swiped it away in the middle of the movie or while we were chatting.
Golden_Phoenix: Hey, sorry. It’s been a little hectic.
When I don’t see a response right away, I close out of the app, change into my pajamas, and get comfortable on the couch with my laptop so I can get some homework done. I’m an hour into working on designing a new letter to fit into a font for a project when my phone goes off.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: You wanna game? Will it take your mind off things?
I read the message over and over, not sure how I want to respond.
Gamingcouldhelp get my mind off things, but I know something else that’ll work even better.
Golden_Phoenix: Yeah, it would.
Golden_Phoenix: But I have a better idea.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: I do love your ideas. Please share.
I put my laptop aside, straighten my back and lift my shirt enough to show off the bottom of my breasts but not my nipples, and I snap a photo to send him.
The response doesn’t come right away, but I don’t put my phone down. I stare at it, waiting for it to come in. It takes a few moments, but I finally get an answer… in the form of a photo. A thick outline beneath light pink sweatpants. I never thought much about men wearing pink, I don’t have thoughts about it either way, but this… this is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen. Something so masculine hidden beneath something so soft. The color is pastel almost, and I never thought of it as a sexy color before, not until now.
Golden_Phoenix: You make pink look good.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: I think that’s the best compliment I’ve ever received.
Golden_Phoenix: Take it out for me.
I don’t know why I’m being so bold, though maybe it’s how eager I am. Not just to see his dick, but to keep my mind busy.
With Jaxon, I wasn’t very forward. I enjoyed waiting for him to tell me what to do so I could do it, knowing I was making him happy by doing what he wants. Now… there’s something in the power of telling someone to do something… and them doing it. Listening to me. I like it too. I’m not sure I’d ever fully want to be on this side, but I sure like playing with it a little.
I always knew that I was the one in charge with Jaxon. If I said stop, we stopped. If I wanted more, I got more. But giving the power to him, allowing him to take that control, that’s what I liked about it, even if at the end of the day it was mine all along.
Another picture comes in, a close-up of the thick base nestled in dark hair. The waistband of his pants press down on the center of his cock, not showing me all I want to see.
Golden_Phoenix: That’s not all of it.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: Who’s in charge here?
Golden_Phoenix: Hmm… I thought it was me.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: Think again,mine.
I grin, biting on my lip.
Golden_Phoenix: Please show me more.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: That’s better, but not good enough.
