Jett
I had put the wedding rings in the safe at the house before we left the next day to go to South Dakota to see Asia’s sister’s family. Without them on, as if by magic, things felt different.
The lie took a backseat. So far back, I forgot about it all. Asia and I were feeling more free without that burden. And we were heading to a place where things would be honest.
Well, not entirely honest. They couldn’t know I’d bought her and that she was in a Dom/sub contract. And they knew Asia hadn’t gone to Los Angeles on vacation. So we were prepared to tell a version of the truth. We met online. A dating site. Then I flew her to Portland where we met up and then flew back to spend the summer at a home I’d purchased not long after she and I started talking.
We’d play the rest of it by ear.
