Reintroduction Part 2 (working progress)

As the night progress, I see the two get real chummy.  Flirtatious looks, turning into light touches...Sadjyah finally filled her bladder to the brink, conveniently asked me to tag along to the bathroom.  Just as I turned to let Sadjyah in.  I realized Mason was following us to the restroom. 

 Sadjyah not knowing he was right behind her he gently tugged her hair.  Sadjyah face changed dramatically, her facial muscle strained as her head moved upwards her body tensed up.  It was in that moment her eyes changed from delightfully unaware to battle mode.  She looked at him with such venom.  He smiled daring her to make a move,his face only inches away from hers. He smiled daring her to make a move. 

I reached for her knowing that she was slightly tipsy and maybe not really aware of his playful demeanor.  She broke out a smile.  " You better be careful, I could of hurt you."

He laughed.  " I want you to try."

I was relieved....

  

“Sorry, but I have to go.”

“Go ahead I’ll wait.”

Sadjyah rushed into the bathroom, I quickly followed.

I already felt like the third wheel and realized that this is an ongoing theme.  I decided that I was no longer going to entertain this now weird encounter.

Walking out of the bathroom Mason stood with his two arms slightly raised for S  and I .  We both wrapped our arms around his massive biceps as he escorted us to the main section of the restaurant.  I watched them as the night progress and decided that it was time to go.  Once they got real comfortable, another trip to the bar I took the opportunity to make my exit. The night air send chills down my spine and the realization of the thrill being pursued is now gone. A hallow feeling grew inside as a new battle arose.  I looked into the sky, now the decision of leaving weighting heavily on my conscious, but to stay committed in this strange place would betray what I know, but to leave the unknown back to the usual routine didn’t seem (sufficient, fulfilling). 

The familiar place felt right, I like to believe a sense of freedom embraced my spirit but it was the longing of being validated (approved, need, desired, wanted) that held me in a place of regret. I had no idea how long I felt captive in the midst of this triage, but, my now new freedom was met with relief and resentment towards the mundane.  The refreshing newness of these encounters was intoxicating but I think I had enough of the constant games, confusion and most importantly competition.  Not having to feel like I am inadequate and wanting to relate, was the one thing I was happy to let go of.  I was infatuated with the opportunity to explore but it was hell to consistently have to fight down my old demons. 

Few feet away from my car, I felt a hand gripped my shoulder.

M walking right behind me with a stern look on his face.  “Where are you going?”

“Oh home, I’m tired….”

“When will I see you again?”

“Oh I have to check with my schedule.” It was getting awkward fast and he knew.

“Are you abandoning me?”

“NO! Not at all.  How could I when you’re in the midst of such wonderful company?”

The smile was ripped right off his face and I was absolutely stunned by my answer.

He steps in closer, hands clasped around my wrist.  “No, I want to see you soon.”

I just looked at him, words couldn’t formulate how I really feel. 

He continued. “Seriously, I was hoping to just you and S.”

Without any reservations….  “From what I see S seems like she is woman enough for you. I feel like I am just hanging around with no real use.”

His eyes stayed locked on mine.  He didn’t move (budge) “Please forgive me.  You are absolutely right Let me make it up to you.”

“How?”

“Wow, you’re not going to make this easy are you?”

“No.”

“Let’s set up a time, for just the both of us.”  His grin stretched across his face. (for miles)

“That’s not necessary.”

He backed away his face withdrew the smile, now looking at a very somber and still man.  “I apologize I am asking for too much from you.  I thought I was obvious with my intentions.”

“And you were, I just don’t know if I am fit for this arrangement.”

“Anomie you are more than enough for any man.  I want you for my purposes and yes that is selfish but believe me you won’t regret.  I may seem foolish in my request, but I am more than capable of meeting your desires.  Give me the opportunity to prove it to you. This isn’t a cheap thrill, or some simple minded game.  I have the time, tool and resources to accommodate any of your wishes.  From what I see you are not simple, but you're fair in your manner and upfront.  You turn me on, more than you can ever imagine. You have a strength and determination that is very valuable to me and my needs.  I won't undermine your presence as long as you let me know your needs.  This has to be mutual."

Honestly, when he called me by my name I was already sold.  After, a long pause.

"Do you understand?"  He closed in on me arms wrapped around my waist his hands glided...around my ass. 

"I understand."

"So your staying."

"No." I lightly kissed him on the cheek, gently pushing myself away....I whispered.  "I am leaving, call me."

Reintroduction....(in working progress)

Spent the whole day trying to figure out what outfit best fit the occasion.  I have finally settled for a flower printed dress.  I wasn't sure if I was over dressed for a munch but, there was no other occassion that I could ever see this dress being used for so why the hell not.  

The pompador and bun I decided to rock on my head made me look like a 1950's commercial.  I wasn't sure if this would do anything to hurt my chances with Mason, but having fun is always a priority for me. 

Once again walking into the crowd, exchanging smiles with familiar strangers.  I conveniently sat at an opening towards the end of the table, looking around to make eye contact with the waiter I felt a tap on my shoulder.  A mixture of excitement and caution held me in a strange place I couldn't make out whether or not this woman was friend or foe.  Gesturing to the empty chair next to me.  "Hey , anyone sitting here?"

 "No, go ahead."

She leaned towards me, and whispered.  "Guess who I saw?"

Didn't take much for me to figure out.  "Him?"

Her eyes widen with excitement.  "Yeah, you really think he's a lawyer?"

"I don't know, but why would he lie?" She sucked her teeth giving me a look.

"Ah, come on he's to grown for that!"

"I don't know, I have seen and heard worse."  Adjusting her blouse around her bosom.

"Well, he is right by the bar behind us."

 Suddenly her demeanor changed, her eyes went from excitement to sultry.  "Is he looking?"

I looked over my shoulder his eye moved quickly from the man he was conversing with right to me. He nodded at me, I smiled.

"Yup, he sees."

"Who is he talking to?"  I had to be honest in the few words we have exchange I was absolutley drained.  I couldn't help but wonder what this woman intent truly was.  I swallowed.

"I don't know?"

 Ignoring my tone..

"Ugh, He is getting in the way." I looked back at her stunned.

"What do you mean?"

Flicking her hair back...You know from seeing us."  Im sure thats what she meant 

Who is this ...there was a scent of cologne that cut my sentence off.  It was a beautiful mixture of spice and musk.

"Spoke to soon."  The scent gradually grew stronger, my interest peak as the atmosphere began to change , strands of hair stood on the back of my neck.  I turn around too see Mason waiting behind us.

 I wasn't sure how to greet him I mean he kissed my crotch.  Do I kiss his back?

I stood up kissed him on the cheek.  The aroma of his colonge was inticing.  I just wanted to curl up agaisnt his body and just stay there.

Sadjyah, kissed increments away form his lips, she placed both hands on his should and took a deep whif.

"Oh wow, you smell really good."

He plopped himself right beside her, arms extended on the back of her chair.  "Nice to see you two have made it,  I was getting worried."  He looked over to me.

"Well how is your night going so far?"  For the life of me I didn't know what took over ...."better, since you came around."  Sadjyah eyes scanned me over, I could see she was both surprised and deligthed." I knew right then, there was no going back.  "Good to know I am making someone happy tonight."  He looked over his shoulder "Can I get you both something to drink?"  Sadjyah, making a comeback,  "Why thank you sir,  I'll have whatever your having."  

At this point I was bored.  "I'm good."

He paused determined ...."No, I offered, what are you drinking?"  

"I don't drink liquor."

"No?"  The smug look on his face made me feel, out of place.

"Really?"  

I didn't' like his tone, but his eyes held steady on me....I finally gave in.  "Okay sweet and sour amaretto."  He seemed happy with the answer. 

"Perfect."  He quickly got up, making no room for any reservations. 

Party....

Few pleasantries were exchanged,I learned Sadjyah was her actual name. The overdressed man name Mason was very warm in his tone. Upon closer inspection I realize that he really took interest in Sadjyah. His smile showed perfectly aligned white teeth, I guess he was real happy with what he saw. It was perfect timing for my escape. “Hey, Caitlyn. I’ll see you later!” with that I smiled and waved as I dashed towards the exit. The sudden change in the atmosphere calmed me….knowing I was out meant I was free. Several weeks passed and once again there’s the itch…Nervous about my first clothing optional party, I wondered if wearing jewelry would be enough of a distraction. I decided to wear a black see through lace lingerie . It gives the illusion of being sexy while maintaining some level of comfort. I arrived an hour later than planned secretly hoping that the tray of peach cobbler, would make up for my tardiness. Imagine grandma’s pie at a clothing optional party. Eh, she has done worse. Carrying the cobbler, Caitlyn whispered “So far the turn out is pretty good and it's just nine. I saw a couple of available men. This might be your night.” Now what needs to be understood is that Caitlyn has a tendency to believe that any man that walks and breath on his own is a good candidate. Annoyed I respond, “We forget to easily, remember Lorenze.” “Oh come on, you're being too picky.” “He drooled on himself.” “No, he just breathed with his mouth open.” “Oh yeah! He just occasionally sucked on the pool of saliva at the side of his mouth, whenever he regained consciousness.” “Stop it. You’re being mean.” Frowning she stuck out the lower lip, pouting at me. I just smiled. “Go give Mick your coat and mingle,damn it.” Standing at the edge of the appetizer table. I had a vantage view of most of the venue. Standing at the other side of the table was Sadjyah. For goodness sake I couldn't help but notice there is a whole lot of woman in that silver and red mesh body suit. I change my mind about taking in another stuffed mushroom. I secretly wanted her to turn around so I could see if there was more than the mesh fabric between her legs. To my disappointment she’s all woman, but I’m still considering otherwise. Our eyes met, she smiled I am sure I mustered something that resembled a smile. She took the invitation and walked over . "Hey!" "Hello." Scanning her bodacious body. She tugs against folds of the mesh fabric, as she examines her breast. I could tell she picked up on my intense gaze. "This old thing was the only outfit I could pull out, I gained weight since my surgery and nothing else fits." Placing hands on her hips, emphasizing the point. I thought to myself...that was kind of personal. I was also wrestling with the fact that she looked damn good for someone who added a few pounds. I looked around the place spotted an available spot on the coach. "Hey you want to sit?" At the end of the curved sofa, sat a well dressed man. I couldn't make out who it was, under the shadow of where the light casted, made it difficult to see the details of his face. I noticed that he was fully clothed which kind of made things all the more awkward for me. His brown jacket, complimented by his crisp blue denim jeans clearly stated he was a man that is always formal even in the most casual gathering. The cuff of the pants grazed the tongue of his well structured sneaker boots. His relaxed posture indicated that he might have been there for awhile. His head hidden in the shadows the outline of light is the only way I could see his head motioning our direction. It was Mason, he nodded we both waved hello. Well I did, Sadjyah took the opportunity to wave him over to us.

"We have met before? Haven't we?"

"Yeah, I think it was a couple of weeks ago, at WildHowlsRevenge  munch. How are you doing?"

"Great."

"Hey, I remember you."  His eyes directed towards me with, his eyes rolled up and down accessing me.  "Forgive me though your name escapes me..." his reflex kicking in, his hand automatically extended out.

"It's Anomie, nice to see you again."  shaking his hand.  . His hands was beyond firm it was a perfect balance of flesh and concrete. Grasping it, I had no clue how compact it was. I could feel every muscle and  vein that wrapped around mine in that moment.

"You both look beautiful.", looking at S, while still holding my hand. We both expressed our thanks, while I allowed my hand to go completely limp and pulled away.  

The frame of his head had unique qualities, the wide structure held detailed muscular facial features.   His brow bone jutted out under thick mounds of hairs.  His high cheek bones curved outwards forming a sharp edge, it was hard to focus on his words at times he looked like an overdeveloped child and other times he looked like the missing link from the evolutionary scale.  

What struck me was his mannerism. So careful was his words, seemingly rehearsed even calculated. Intelligence showed in every aspect of his demeanor.  He look like when he wanted something he knew how to get it.  I didn't find it at all surprising when he revealed he is a practicing lawyer.  

Sadjyah ears perked up, "Wow, that's impressive."  

"It gets a little tedious from time to time, but working with other companies settling litigation can sometime be interesting."

"Sorry for my ignorance, but what is a contract lawyer?"

"Well, basically my specialty is in drafting, reviewing and enforcing contracts on behalf of my clients in legal cases on a contract basis.  

"Oh,great."  Truth of the matter everything he stated went over my head.  I wasn't going to press for anymore information.  

"So what brings you here?"  Sadjyah, arm now heavily resting on my shoulder.  Damn, that girl looks thirsty.  Once, again I feel like the third wheel in this conversation and when the hell did I become the wing woman.  

I looked straight at her. "What?"  
"Ugh, nothing."  She relaxed herself slowly pulling away.

"It's alright." His smile can really do some damage, for all the question marks I have about whether or not he could be considered attractive. He had this amazing smile.

"I need some time off from the everyday bullshit. I am looking for a place to let go."

"Good place to start." I muttered.

"I thought so." His smile grew even wider across his face.  I can now see the sharp K-9 gleamed under the lights.  His gaze turned into a strong glare, his eyes directed right at my nipples. Made me all to aware of my nudity.  I no longer felt as safe or casual about my outfit as before and I loved it.  

His eyes danced over Sadjyah face,  "What do you do?"

"I work as a nurse at a Rehab Center it can be very depressing after awhile."

"You?"  Lifting a blunt finger in my direction.

"Office Assistant."

"You make that sound official."  His laughter caused me to smile.

"Well, why lie?"

"Nah, baby you work for a living.  That's always official to me."   His subtle ways of flirting, is commendable.

A couple decided to sit at the end of the couch.  Sadjyah, looked over and whispered to me," I'm going in."  

Going in for what?...looking confused. "Huh?"

She whispered "follow me."

"Hey want to go somewhere more private?"

My face never allowed for any confusion to be missed.  It must of spelt lost all over it because he just looked and held his hand out to me. We walked into a dark corner near a sling stand.

Sadjyah, leans against a wall, not sure as to where we are going with this she lifted her leg exposing her crotch.  She grabbed my hand placing under her elevated leg for support.

"I always thought it was pretty, but you tell me what you think."  Before I could make a move/object.

"Well let me see."  He carefully removed his jacket got down on his knees and sniffed.  

"You're not looking."

"Your right."  He placed his hands on the ground allowing him full access/focus to her pussy.

It's in that moment I realize that there is a dynamic being played out here and I don't like where I stand.  

"It's beautiful, and smells amazing."

He stands up facing her, gently took her leg from me and guided it back down, without warning he took my hand and pushed me against the wall. Slowly returns back down on his knees and placed his nose against my crotch.  

"Please forgive me I was too curious."

With that being said I shoved my crotch against his face, he grabbed my ass grinding his nose hard against my cleft. The thin fabric formed no real barrier, just caused more frustration on my part.
"Ah Anomi, your pussy smells wonderful."  I smiled.
"I know."

The sexual tension grew thick among us.  But for the first time Sadjyah played safe.  

"How about the bar?"

"Eh, it's getting late."  Adjusting the jacket along his arm.

"But, how about Nella's meeting at Jake's Dinner?"

"Next meetup?  " I was stunned maybe it was because I was horny, but I wanted so much more from this encounter.

"Yeah, I know.  I'll be there."

"How about you dear?"  His eyes held mine.

"Definitely."

"Good, on that note ladies, until next time." He kissed both our hands.

Sadjyah and I spoke the rest of the night.  We were way too excited  for the next munch.

When your vision comes to life....

No words are needed for these drawings,  they tell there own story....it's funny when I first started to draw my dream relationship.  I never knew that one drawing will somehow relate to another it's in looking at them as a collection I realized that I was creating a story more importantly a vision for my future.  

To some it may seem foolish even juvenile, but I believe that in focusing in what makes you happy it's an opportunity you are creating for yourself. If life can offer you so much why not make a request?

Random pics for future stories...

Initial Munch

I usually find myself drifting from one event to another hoping to make a connection, but always walking away with empty promises or superficial interactions that lead nowhere.  I recall meeting Sadjyah at one of those gatherings called munches.  She was sitting in a corner at a huge table filled with polite strangers.  Sadjyah liked to play it coy and discreet but  it was damn near impossible to ignore her.  Her height alone made her a target for unwanted attention.  

Sadjyah was a unique blend of erotic and amazon.  Her demeanor was very graceful without being forceful.  Thick brows carefully drawn on her elongated face, sharp angular cheekbones stood out under her slanted brown eyes.  Residue of lipstick stained her full luscious lips.  She was extraordinarily striking, and I think she knew this. Her hair slicked back into a tight ponytail gave her a severe appearance.

The painted smile on her face showed a level of discomfort, after awhile she  grew weary and the once pleasant smile now turned into a cautious smirk.  I can see the vulture's carefully placing themselves around her, when it was assumed she wasn't looking.

I usually go to these events as a means to keep myself busy.  Sometimes I am awarded with  a sense of self imposed accomplishment, this makes me feel like I have done something special or even important.  

This was one of the many munches, after a while of doing this you realize not one is better than the last.  I just stick myself in a corner and try to look interested.  I find myself in a few frivolous exchanges varying from individual experiences to commenting on the weather.  The only thing there that held my interest was the thick juicy burger complemented with spicy wings.   The food alone made the awkwardness worth it.  

After babysitting my cup of soda, exhausted from the typical dead end conversations.  I decided it was time to go.  Making my exit, I looked around the restaurant for the hostess.

My eyes briefly encountered a professional man. His attire was far from casual, the two piece navy suit with a grey dress shirt set him apart from the rest. His checkered print tie, the colors of burgundy, navy, grey and pink uniformly repeat as it descend throughout the neck piece.   The pattern was interesting for such a formal attire.

Hand tucked in one pocket a cocktail in the other, he walked around the bar.  Every once in awhile I see him chatting away with a member which to me was strange.  I have never seen him before but he seems to be friendly with the veterans of the group. I watched him in the midst of my attempt to pin down Caitlyn. I briefly analyze his behavior, strut, smile, laugh ..... I realized he was a lot shorter than I first observed.   His blazer now open was pulled back and pinned against him revealing his rounded abdomen.  I am not sure why, and maybe it's the fact that I am a big girl myself. I found it add some quality to his character.  The pudge didn't detract anything from him.  As he made his way around I start to mentally chant my NO MOVE ON!  NOT ME! Mantra.

Desperately seeking out Caitlyn, eyes finally pinning it's intended mark.  Caitlyn, smiled walking towards me in the midst of her salvation run she just had to stop and speak to the overdressed stranger,they hugged.  How convenient they know each other, she grasped his hand and continued her journey approaching me.  AW, Crap! Another fifteen minutes of awkward conversation.  I was just making my way out.  I politely smiled.  "Anomi, this is M.", we shook hands.  "Hi, nice to meet you."  His voice sounds a lot younger than his persona.

A finger appeared over Caitlyn shoulder, it was Sadjyah letting her know she is on her way out.

"NOT, Yet!!!"  Caitlyn is something else.

“Hey folks this is Sadjyah” I thought that was her nickname on the site.  She introduced us all again.

Then she asked the damn question.

“So who is not going to my party?”  

M replied, “ I might be late but I definitely will be there.”

Sadjyah made a face.  

“Oh, no you don't your coming and so are you Anomi.  It's going to be awesome.I would hate to think anyone would miss my annual bash.” I looked the other direction, I didn't remember making any promises.  

She poked me on the side. " A, you’re going!"  Imagine me in the middle of strangers but ass naked.  I know I have stated that it was an adventure I would one day pursue but damn.

Glamping

I woke up to Sadjyah, gasps and hoarse whispers. She stood against the dresser bent over as M rams into her. What a pleasant sight to see first thing in the morning. Aroused, the rest of my senses heighten, the sound of buzzing registered in my ears. Squinting, I adjusted my eyes to the now bright room. I looked around for the source of tremor only to follow it between Sadjyah legs the pink end of a vibrator stuck out between her legs. Her mouth gaped open as M massage his enormous prick inside her bowels. I could hear their flesh intertwined in the most hostile but intimate manner; the sound of lubed hole being used in such a way made me want to linger. Holding her still with no hands just his dick prodding deeper into her as she surrenders her all to him. She bent forward allowing him more access to her body, it was beautiful to watch her be submissive but also powerful at the same time. This was the first time I watch them become so in-tuned. What happen next amazed me. I realized the chains made another appearance around her nipples. The man in all his deviance is brilliant in his art. He used the clamps to direct her position. M led S around the room tugging each breast, steering her in the path he wants her to follow. I watch their movement become synchronized. It looked more like M was riding her as oppose to the pumping actions he was truly delivering, their coordination fascinated me.

 Her scent took over the room, it was a subtle in its aroma, a cross between pastry dough and seasoning salt. I couldn’t identify his odor, which is something I wasn’t looking for but found curious.

Grunting, while slamming the last of himself into her, he let out a sound that was caught between a moan and roar. I am not sure how long this scene lasted, but it was beauty to behold. They both intertwined against the wall breathing hard, trying to find balance they fumbled around the corner until M slowly broke away from Sadjyah and staggered his heavy body onto the bed. 

Sadjyah just slide onto the ground holding herself, in silence. M looked up, he then gathered the last of his strength, still a little off, he pulled her by the hand upwards to him leading her to the bed.

"A, we’re going to rest. Can you get breakfast started?"I walked away smiling, when I entered the kitchen I was dumbfounded. What the fuck? What am I making?

Looking into the fridge, I realized I was overwhelmed with the options, reaching for the carton of eggs, fingers danced along my spine I turned around found him standing right behind me. Look of confusion on my face, his mouth formed a giant smile across his face I didn't know if that was good or bad thing.

"Come join us”. Closing the door I followed him. Sadjyah is soaking herself under the stream of hot water. Too my embarrassment, I didn't know if it was a good idea to go under the shower head, but before I could even respond, I was nudged right under the extravagant shower head. Water infiltrating my hair while spilling down my shoulder, streaming along my back. I could smell the products making its way down the drain right along with my money. I stood there for a while, shock has a tendency to do that. "Are you okay?"

Wait is he sniffing me? His eyes went downward, cocking his head to the side. I wondered what got his attention. To my absolute horror, the color of my extensions were bleeding out of my hair, forming a puddle on the ground streaming down the pipe. With whatever dignity I had left, I simply walked away from the center of their attention and started soaping myself with lotion, it helps to read the bottle first.

Sadjyah stared at my head handing me over the soap bottle. I think we all just stuck to the basics as we showered in silence. Relieved to escape the awkwardness, I left, now wondering if I had to explain myself or better yet give a presentation on “Weave and its many wonders”.  

Drying myself I could feel his hand lightly laid on my back. "Are you okay?

"Oh, yes I'm fine." forcing a smile on my face.

Rummaging through my bag, I found a pair of panties.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting dressed."

"No barriers allowed, including clothes."

He smiled stroking my back comforting me. 

"Let's go."

Sadjyah and I walked in the kitchen while M continues to dry himself in the corner, I watched him handle his cock, it was weird watching him rub so roughly. I wasn't sure whether or not he was disciplining it or wrestling it. Its buoyancy made it look like a stubborn child after a struggle.

"How do you like your eggs?"

"Uh, sunny side up."

"Really? I like mine scrambled."

"I am good either way” shrugging my shoulders."

"I love the coloring", is she talking about my hair? I know we are sharing the same bed but my hair is a hard limit.

I laughed nervously, "thanks"

"Where’s the bacon?" M asked while casually walking in.

"On its way sir." Digging into the fridge I retrieved the brown package

This was our first outing with each other and it was one of the most nerve wrecking vacation I have ever had. I knew that in a lot of ways this was just a trial, but part of me felt like I was failing. I remember wanting this too, I was trying to capture this moment in my mind. Even if it wasn't perfect it seemed right.

When we began our morning feast, the morning incident had disappeared. Remnants of our meal was evidence of our hunger. We took down about three dozen eggs, two pounds of bacon, one loaf of bread, and a package of sausage.  

"Let's go to the stream."

Picking up the dishes, he waved his hand. "Leave that for later, let's go."

The sunlight now blazing in the early afternoon hours. Light poured into the yurt as he opened the door.  Outside was so beautiful, the temperature felt like it was in the mid-eighties. The warm air caressed my skin.

M walked out, I looked at him as he opened his arms towards the sky, embracing the moment he jumped back and slipped on his sandals. Jogging out towards the forest I could hear heavy footsteps thundering down the porch, shaking the foundation of the wooden base. He moved gracefully through the bushes disappearing into the woods. Sadjyah walked out tilting her head, looking sideways and stepped into the light. I just nodded my head and followed, hoping my footwear was enough for this trip.

The scenery was gorgeous, the water wasn't necessarily clear but amazingly calm. M kicked his sandals and walked straight into the water, you could tell it was brisk by the way he was splashing the water all over himself. Not trusting what maybe living in the waters I only got knee deep and stayed there.  The water hit my back and ripped me out of my day dream state, I turned around and there she was smiling.

"Enjoying the scenery?" There was something very sinister in her glare, it was as if she was challenging me. I felt my temper shift, a smile gradually took over my face.

"Sure". With all the strength I could muster in one moment, I sent a huge wave of water, directly hitting her face. I could feel my teeth exposed as she stood there drenched. Her hands waved frantically in the air, her eyes wide open and mouth spitting out the water, she was absolutely stunned.

 Just when she's about to return the favor.

"STOP!" We both straightened up, out of my peripheral view I see him gradually rising out of the water approaching us. He looked directly at me, "What's going on?"

I struggled with the answer only to shrug my shoulders, Sadjyah jumped in, “we were just playing”.

His eyes traveled to Sadjyah and for the first time I realized his eyes were dark grey. "Is that all?"

Walking past us to the shore. Not saying a word we both followed him, the place felt much colder than before. We all sat on the couch looking up at him. It was the first time I ever felt so small. I felt the disappointment and it just lingered in the atmosphere. He sat between us, his facial gesture was confusing, there was a faint smile but his eyes spoke volumes. I didn't know how to work around this.

"I'm going to be honest." He paused eyes scanning the room. “I’m a little concerned here." His eyebrows formed a v. 

"Is there something that we need to address?"

I looked at Sadjyah, waiting for her to say something, it was getting too uncomfortable, I had to speak "What did we do wrong?"

His eyes looked up at me, " You didn't do anything wrong. I did, if I am not doing my part. I want to know if both of you are truly okay with this arrangement." Placing his hands on his thighs he got up, turned around and looked at us. "Is there something we need to talk about? Because what happened out there didn't come from nowhere." He looked at Sadjyah, I watched her slide off the couch caressing his arm, the smile followed by a childish tone, "Sorry Sir, I will try to do better next time."

"That's exactly what I am talking about Sadjyah this is not a competition." Her eyes fell to the ground as she distance herself from him. He turned his head looking at me. "What about you?" 

"To be honest, Sir, I am not sure what to make of this." 

"Go on."

"This is new to me, I am not sure, I don't know”, at this point I was exhausted, this was becoming beyond frustrating. 

"I can't make out what it is you need?"

"You will know in due time, as we get to know one another. I want to make it clear I don't need any pettiness, we need to be upfront with each other even if it hurts. I can't do this without being transparent. If anyone feels dismissed, or there is something to be said, then say it. I really don't want to make time for any passive aggressive; juvenile; mind-set. I want you both to understand that it cannot work without your honest input, understood?” Scanning our faces for some sort of reaction.

“Perfectly.” Her curt tone broke his trance. The response was more of a statement than answer. Taken aback by her demeanour, M relaxed his stance. Her arms tightly crossed, her eyes steady on him. In a vain attempt Sadjyah tries to mimic a smile only to achieve a strange grimace. Her head tilted slightly forward gave M a warning, he was at that threshold.

With a gust of air flowing out from deep within his chest, he sighs. “I think we need a little break. How about we get dressed and go to De-Jeheole? I heard from trusted sources that the food is amazing, especially there seafood.”

Sadjyah pushed her body away from the wall, walking past M. My back turned to the corner of my eye caught M hand flashed out, grabbing Sadjyah by the wrist. She yanked hard struggling to free herself, M followed through tightening his grip. He walked to the kitchen dragging her behind him.  I wasn't sure if I should follow but my curiosity overcame my senses. I heard struggling, a hard thump: crash: thud caused vibration against the wall. Concern forced my instincts to kick in, I crept towards the commotion, tilting my head, trying to get a view of this explosive interaction. 

I saw Sadjyah pinned hard against the pantry door. Holding her hand above their heads, he locked eyes with her. She doesn't look like she's backing down, M leaned in closer, his face right against hers. Sadjyah started thrashing her body, frustration read all over her now ruby red face. In her desperate attempt to gains some grounds in this losing battle, she lifts her legs in an attempt to create some space. Unfortunately it worked against her. M simply maneuvered his thick muscular thigh right in the gaps she left open between her legs. She bucks even harder, threatening to take the pantry door down. For the first time I saw something in M, I always was suspicious of but never revealed until now.

 He pulled her against him and this time he pushed against her hard, causing her body to reverberate.  Hey eyes open as a gust of air escapes her mouth. She felt that one, she paused, I waited as she looked down. He backed away slowly and just like that it was over.

He watched her walk away, she rubbed her wrist passing me by and just like that it was over. As soon his eyes started to change direction, I was gone.

The ride there surprisingly smooth, conversation flowed naturally. Topic covering from pets to childhood experiences filled the car with laughter.

Watching the trees, decorating the majestic rock mountains there lays isolated houses spotting in random places in the area. I imagine all kinds of scenarios, my favorite was the one we are sharing. It was in the car ride I learned about M’ childhood retreat with his family. Fascinated by his childhood memories, I realized this trip wasn’t about me or Sadjyah. I was so consumed with the idea of living up to his expectations, only to conclude its M that was trying to measure up to ours.

I felt like shit.