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willing; including my so called best friend.”
    “Your boss?”
    She shook her head and scrunched up that cute
little nose of hers. Holy hell, cute. I never think anything is
cute.
    “No, why would you say that?”
    She held her head down in obvious shame. It
infuriated me. I was there to help the bastard who caused that
look. I needed to get myself back on track. My phone buzzed in my
pocket. I glanced at it and saw my brother’s name flash on the
screen. Turning toward Cherry, I held up a finger. “I have to take
this.”
    I got up and walked a safe distance from
Cherry before spitting, “Hello,” into the cellphone.
    “Shithead,” Billy said. I was not in the
mood. I had what I needed, waiting for me on the edge of the mighty
Mississippi.
    “What?” I asked and waved over to Cherry who
was sitting on a deck, overlooking the water.
    “I need you to go to New York next week?”
    “Why?”
    “To be a chorus boy. A job. Why else?” Billy
said.
    “I’ll call you tomorrow. I’ve run into some
unseen complications.”
    “Is this complication a she or a thing?”
    “None of your damn business.”
    I pushed end on the phone, tossed it onto the
ground, and sat down on the edge of the shore to look out over the
horizon.
    All women were the same. They were no more
than a job for me. We meet, they fall to their knees, and I get my
evidence. I sure as hell didn’t let feelings get involved with even
the hottest of them. So I couldn’t figure out why Cherry was so
different. I felt a hand on my shoulder and a body slip down beside
me.
    “Are you okay?”
    “Not really.” I tried composing my dominant
persona. It didn’t quite work. Cherry made it easy to let my guard
down and truly be myself. She started trailing her hand up and down
my back. Fuck, it felt good. I felt myself leaning into her. Shit,
get it together, Drake. “Tomorrow night, the Dungeon will be empty.
Can I show you around?”
    “Yeah. I need to get home anyway. I have a
Chamber Coffee to cover at seven in the morning.”
    “I don’t want you to go.”
    I did something I’ve never done before. I
laid my head over on hers.
    “I really need to go.” She took my hand in
hers. “Will you show me what it’s like to be your sub tomorrow
night, Master?”
    The sound of Master rolling off her lips was
enough to cause my cock to rise to a full erection. I could never
give her what she really needed, a man that she could lean upon,
but I’d give her a night she’d never forget. “Meet me at eight in
front of The Dungeon. Plan to stay awhile.”
    She got up and swept the dirt from her pants.
After she kissed me on the top of the head, she walked away without
a word. I sat there long after she left, pondering my future.
Something told me that my life was about to change forever.

Cherry Webb
     
     
    I sat in the middle of my living room
stroking a large white box with an over-the-top red bow. I was
completely giddy at the thought that my ex-husband was leaving
after picking up the kids, when Sir’s security guard dropped it
off. I was a little timid about opening it though. I picked up the
card taped to the top and read it.
     
    Mrs. Webb, the last two nights have been
medicine to my all-too-damaged soul. Tonight, I don’t plan on
talking, but showing. Come ready for a night I hope you never
forget. Until then, D
     
    My heart sunk to my groin. He didn’t sign it
Sir, but D. It was not his name, but it was one step closer to
breaking through to the prize that was Master. I carefully opened
it, trying not to mess up the perfectly placed bow. Inside was a
red halter dress. I picked it up to inspect the fine bead work on
the bodice when I discovered a black lace, see-through bra and
panties set. I examined them, shocked they were the correct size
for my large frame. Tucked into a pair of six-inch heels was
another note. I traced my index finger over what was obvious male
handwriting. It was bold, masculine, and sensual, just like the man
who