Kate 3xploring the Deep End ♐ #3
They made some random conversation. Leo and Stephie sounded like the adults from the Peanuts cartoons as my head leaned with closed eyes on Leo’s chest.
”Baby-girl, time to join us at the adult table again.
” Leo was very matter-of-fact, and again, my body made no move to disobey him.
I opened my eyes. The bar was dark, but I felt like I could see everything.
My mind buzzed like a chainsaw, yet still felt utterly aware of what was happening.
Looking down, Leo had straightened my dress so I was covered.
“Ask her for the digits now,” Leo whispered.
My drunken gaze drifted up to Stephie’s face, a sideways smirk, “So would you want to give me your number so maybe sometime in the future we could meet up or grab a drink or something?”
Leo had begun a slight chuckle as I struggled to get the words out.
She didn’t miss a beat, “Yes, definitely yes.” I unlocked and handed her my phone, where she popped in the number. “I’m under Stephie 2; I see you have another in your phone.”
“Yep, she’s one of my oldest friends,” I said as Leo squeezed my leg, leaning back again in the booth and pulling me closer.
”Thanks, Stephanie. I’m sure we will be in touch soon.” I couldn’t help but notice that Leo used her full name when addressing her this time, not even a hint of affection. He turned his mouth to my ear, “You are such a good-girl; I can already tell you are going to be a great baby-girl.”
I couldn’t help but blush a little as he placed the words directly into my soul (that is, if gingers have souls).
“I have a new task for you baby-girl.” He looked over at the pool tables.
“There are about 6 or 7 guys over there. You need to pick your favorite and get his number. If you are fearless, take him to the bathroom and start sucking his dick. If you need to work up to that, I understand.” This time his words remained calm, but the way he said it, I didn't feel like the date was over if I said no.
All I had to do was get a phone number. My mind was steadfast; I would not blow some stranger in a bar bathroom. Not. Gonna. Happen. I could get a phone number. I scooted out of the booth, smoothing my dress, and walked confidently to the pool tables.
The men at the first table were the more mature biker-ish group.
From looking at them, they looked like they could be a biker gang, but they also seemed very clean and fit.
One of the tall, bald men at the table glanced at me, similar to the way Leo had.
Sirens went off in my head; this was not a good idea.
I walked to the second table with three college-aged guys.
One tall blonde, a very handsome black man, and a Hispanic man with the whitest teeth I’d ever seen.
I leaned on the table next to the blonde guy as we watched another line up for a shot.
”Hey I’m Kate.” I leaned on him gently, my hand grabbing his bicep. I wish I could say I was flirting, but I felt weak in my knees.
”Hey Kate. I’m Danny,” he said as he looked down at me. He was at least 6’2”, or maybe I was shrinking because of the vodka. “What can I do for you, Katie?” He asked as he looked down at my cleavage.
“I think. That you. Are a handsome fella.” I know, I know. I heard it come out of my mouth, too. “Give me the digits. Please fella.” Why did I say it again? I wasn’t that much older than this blonde guy; he’s sweet.
Him and his friends laughed and checked me out. All three surrounded me as they helped me sit on the pool table. My drunk mind thought, “Damn I wish this was a coffee table. I could use some coffee.”
All of them laughed harder as they were rubbing my legs and arms, not quite getting inappropriate. “You need some coffee, Katie? Go get the lady some coffee. I’m going to keep her upright.” The blonde barked, and one of the guys waved at Stephie as she made the rounds.
I smiled at her as she walked up and then glanced back over her shoulder at Leo.
I could have sworn she shook her head at him, but things were feeling seriously blurry.
It is incredible how you can look back at a situation and think that you could have died.
This was one of those moments, yet Leo knew exactly what he was doing.
He wasn’t going to allow anyone to hurt me. Violate me, sure, but not hurt me.
Moments later, I drank coffee while still sitting on the table. The blonde spoke to me, once again, all the voices around me made waa waa waa waa, wa wa wa sounds.
I drank the coffee and did my best to listen to the tall, hot guy.
I looked around and absorbed my surroundings.
There were neon signs for beers and billiards all over the walls.
Further along the wall, a dart board hung with an “Out of Order” sign tacked to it.
I pulled my phone from my pocket and unlocked it.
”Hey handsome Danny. Can I have your number now? I am honestly on a date and he’s going to get suspicious if I am over here too much longer.” The drunken lie flowed from my lips.
”Why don’t you head home with me, beautiful?” He asked with a smile. The kind of smile women typically melt over.
”Oh I can’t, he’s going to make me a star.” WHY! Why was I digging a hole?!
”Oh Katie, I can make you a star, baby. Just say the word.” His grin turned lecherous, and I was suddenly aware of how little I was wearing and how close he was to me.
”No no no no no no…” I said quickly. “I’m not interested in being some floozy on your OnlyFans page.” The other two guys laughed; Danny, not-so-much.
My head spun around quickly to find Leo inserting himself between Danny and me. “Alright, that’s enough harassing my baby-girl for the night.” He quickly escorted me away.
“I didn’t get his number though.” I said as I was still leaning on my handsome savior.
“Baby-girl, you did great. Let’s get you home.” We were outside walking towards his car. It was dark, it seemed so dark as I slipped into the passenger seat.
I awoke when the car stopped, it was not my home. “I thought you were taking me home?” I said with a throbbing mind.
“Na, not yet. You’re gonna probably stay the night with me here. You are fucked up, Katie.” Leo definitely did not pull punches. It kind of hurt my feelings. Why was I so drunk off of two drinks anyway?
As he helped me into his motel room, I asked, “Did you roofie me? If you did that is so not cool.”
”No Kate, no roofie. Those martinis were big and Stephie was hooking you up.” He was suddenly very caring, but he didn’t take my question (mostly an accusation) personally.
Once inside the room he sat me on the bed. Leo walked to the bathroom and brought back a wet washcloth. He dabbed my face, I was so embarrassed. The wash cloth felt amazing as it cooled my skin. I could feel water droplets as they rolled down my face and dripped from my chin. He smiled down at me.
“We really need to watch the alcohol next time.” Leo looked at me with a concerned countenance. His eyes analyzed my face and body. He told me later he was wondering if I was about to throw up. I didn’t throw up.
Next thing I knew it was morning. I was naked under the sheets, as was my handsome guardian.
The curtains were not fully pulled back, the morning sun created a streak of light across the room.
After a quick trip to the bathroom, I crawled back into bed.
He slept calmly on his back. Then like a total creeper, I watched him sleep.
I listened to him breathe. Right there by my side.
Then my mind broke out into Dido song, ‘All You Want’ and I began humming it as I continued my observation of him and the room.