Michael
“Of course, I trust you. Both of you.”
And with those words, she steps inside, James and I following.
Inside, she turns, her chin held high but as she scans the faces gathering at the windows….
…. strangers….
…. there is a spark of fear in her eyes.
…. as if I would ever let anyone hurt you….
…. and neither would he, Babe….
And making it very clear what I am doing, ensuring she watches as I do it, I close the door and draw the bolt. No-one else is coming in until and unless James and I allow it.
…. and I see the fear wash away from her eyes….
…. to be replaced by excitement….
James chooses a flogger from the rack, cracking it theatrically….
…. always the f*****g showman….
then, his eyes locked on hers, stroking her under the chin with it….
I’ve seen him do this with m
