It only took two weeks of dating Anise to find out that girl had a kinky streak a mile wide. Not that I minded though, I had such a crush on her that she could have sprung a second head and I probably would have been fine with it. As it was, she only told me of her desire to tie me up. I guess her little lunchtime quip about having me confess my recipes had some truth to it.
It was our first date, actually, that she let it slip. I had decided to take her dancing. The hotel where I worked was holding a fundraiser ball for the children’s hospital. The guest list consisted mostly of local celebrities, but I managed to get myself on there by calling in a few favors with fellow employees. I smoothed it over in my mind by reminding myself that Anise probably qualified as a local celebrity.
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