"Okay," I said.
"The day after that, we'll start with some hands-on work. I'll touch you, explore your body, help you understand what feels good. We'll build from there, gradually increasing intensity as you become more comfortable and aroused."
"And if I can't... if it doesn't work?" I asked, voicing my deepest fear.
"Then we'll try something different," Syx said simply. "Nyne, I've never had a client who couldn't orgasm by the end of two weeks. Some women get there on day three. Some take the full two weeks. But everyone gets there eventually. You just have to trust the process. And trustme."
"I do," I said, surprised to realize it was true. There was something about Syx that made me feel safe, despite the intimate nature of what we were about to do.
"Good," Syx said. "Now, I want you to go to bed and get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow, we start your journey."
“You don’t live here?” I asked.
“Nah, I stay in the villa across the street. You don’t have to worry about anything though. There’s twenty-four security patrolling and I have RoxxGuard, one the of best security systems. I like the give clients their privacy.”
Nodding my head, I let everything settle inside, allowing the next day’s events trample over me, more so afraid of what to expect from it.
“If you need anything just tell the security and they’ll get it for you or if you need me, just let me know.”
The rest of the night was a blur. I couldn’t sleep for shit. After my hot bath, I brushed my teeth and popped some melatonin gummies, but I knew they’d take a while to kick in, so I was bored, twiddling with my thumbs. Thankfully, the bed was cozy—felt just like home. As I flipped through channels, trying to settle on something to watch, my phone rang, and it was a call from Mina.
“Hello,” my voice chirped through the phone.
“Well damn, hoe hey to you too,” She snapped.
“It’s good to know you’re alive,” Emma chided in.
Before I had time to respond, I heard a FaceTime chime in my ear from Mina. Once I answered the call, Emma joined it, then my little sister A’za.
“You had mama worried sick,” she snapped with a dramatic eyeroll. “I was ‘bout to send an amber alert out for your ass.”
“I love how you talk to me likeI’mthe little sister,” I uttered sarcastically. “Y’all are so dramatic. I’m grown.”
“How’d it go?” Mina asked, with her face all in the camera like she was studying my background. Then she asked, “Are you naked?”
“No,” I shrieked as I flipped the covers back to reveal my red lace negligee.
I don’t know why I packed it, but Emma and Mina helped me pack my suitcase and tossed out my moomoo’s for lace negligeethat revealed everything. I didn’t pack normal clothes aside from beachwear likes dresses, covers ups…stuff like that.
“You just got fucked!” A’za cackled, followed by a goofy ass grin on her face making Emma and Mina laugh too.
“No,” I blushed. “At least not today, all we did was talk and have dinner.”
“I call bullshit,” Emma retorted. “I got fucked the first night.”
“So y’all sharing dick now?” Mina scoffed.
“No,” I spat in disgust. “He has multiple people working for him, so I see how it can come off that way.”
“Well, bitch give us the details!” Mina commanded. “Is he fine? Is his dick big?”
“So y’all called to harass me?”
“Yup,” they all responded at once.
“I can’t believe mama thinks you’re at a resort.” A’za mentioned.
I scoffed again once more. “As long as you don’t go running your big mouth, telling her anything else. I don’t need the lashings from her or daddy.”
