Chapter Twenty
“So you’re a kept man... by a guy or a girl friend? You gay or straight?”
I have learned this diabolical woman’s name is Jake... a pejorative for her birth name Jacqueline. She’s Max’s niece. Thus the relationship allows her to be brazen when working the store, her hijinks not to lead to termination.
“Do you have the key?” I inquire in frustration ignoring the question.
“Haven’t had my drink... and you haven’t answered my questions. What’s with the restraints?”
“I’m straight... it’s sort of a thing with my wife... though it’s not her who... ah... uses the restraints.”
Her muscled right arm extends, a hand going to my throat. Before I can protest or move, she palpates about my neck.
“No collar. So she doesn’t leash you.”
“No, it’s not her thing.”
“So you’re kinky. Sh
