Chapter 3 #2
unique opportunity before you.”
“An
opportunity I did not want, nor do I want,” I affirm.
“Yes, I know.
But I also have a job to do, and that is to help you get readjusted
to life here in America. Maybe if you told me what you’d like
to learn, we can start there. I’ll teach you anything you want
to know.”
Her voice is filled
with eagerness to get me on board, and I realize I have an
opportunity of sorts facing me right now. She takes my lack of an
immediate denial as permission to push forward.
“Anything you
want. We’ll make it fun for you, and we can go slowly, or dive
right in. Just let me know what you want to do, and I promise…
we’ll do it. You’ll see… this can be an amazing
experience if you just give it a chance.”
Poor, na?ve,
deluded Moira. She has no clue what she is offering me.
“Anything?”
I ask with skepticism.
“Yes…
there’s so much for us to see and do, but we’ll start
with whatever appeals to you the most. We can go out to eat in
restaurants, visit the museums in Chicago, or go to the zoo. How
about the library? Books galore and you can read until you’re
sick of it. But I just want you to give this a chance.”
I smile at her…
a slow, lazy, almost evil smile. “Okay. I’ll give this a
chance, and I know what I want to learn about first.”
She leans forward in
her chair with excitement. “Excellent. Lay it on me.”
“I want to
learn about sex. The way you do it here in the modern world.”
Moira blinks at me
stupidly, giving a slight shake to her head like she didn’t
understand what I just said. “Excuse me? You want to learn
about sex?”
“Yes.”
“But…
but… you already know how to have sex,” she says with
confusion.
I push up and lean
forward in my chair, so my face is just inches from her. My voice is
low and humming with a slightly raw edge. “Yes, I do. You’ve
seen me at my finest. But I want to learn about how you modern people
have sex. It’s quite different, right?”
She swallows hard,
and I see a glint of fear in her eyes. “Yes, it’s
different. But I don’t think—”
“You asked
what I wanted and I just told you. If you teach me about how
civilized people have sex, I’ll play along with your little
game of immersing myself in this new culture. In fact, I’ll
even try to behave according to your general customs if it makes you
happy.”
Moira eyes me for a
moment, and I can see the wheels spinning in her head. Finally, she
gives me a slow nod and says, “Okay… I accept your—”
I push out of the
chair quickly, the second I hear her capitulation. Reaching my hand
behind her neck, I pull her up into a standing position. She doesn’t
hesitate; her eyes just flare wide with surprise.
“Let’s
get started then,” I tell her just as I lean my nose in to her
neck and inhale her sweet perfume. I pull away, noting the glazed
look for a brief moment, and then I put pressure on her neck, pushing
her down to the ground. “Get on your knees.”
Her body starts to
slide downward to do my bidding, and I immediately start to get hard
at the image of her kneeling before me. I didn’t think she’d
give in this easy, and my inner dominant starts sparking hard.
When she’s
halfway down to the ground, I start thinking of the best way to get
her clothes off… maybe I’ll just command that she strip
while she kneels, but she pushes back up hard against me and tears
herself away.
“No, Zach. We
can’t do that,” she practically shouts at me, her eyes
wild with unease.
“Why not? You
said you’d teach me about sex.”
Holding both of her
hands in front of me defensively, she shakes her head. “I said
I’d teach you… not that I’d have sex with you.”
I cock an eyebrow at
her, completely dismayed at this reaction. My eyes travel down her
body a moment, taking in the flush of her cheeks and the way her
chest is heaving with erect nipples, and I’m confused. She
wants this… I can tell.
“You want me,”
I tell her simply. “I know you do.”
She stubbornly
shakes her head. “No… I can’t do that.”
“Can’t?
But you want to?” I ask, because I need her to clarify for me
what this boundary is that she is placing.
Taking a deep breath
and letting it out slowly, she says, “It doesn’t matter
what I want. I was hired by your godfather to look out for you. To
teach you how to assimilate. I’m going to publish a paper on
this one day. It would cross every line of professional and moral
decency if you and I had sex. I’ll teach you another way.”
“How?” I
ask her skeptically. Not that I really care. I don’t want to
learn a thing about her sexual norms. I was just using this as a way
to get what I wanted… which is a pounding inside of her sweet
body.
“Um…
there are plenty of ways. Movies… books. I can answer
questions for you. I can provide answers to your curiosities, but we
absolutely cannot have sex.”
I think back to that
first night I saw Moira, and the way she watched me as I took Tukaba.
I remember the way she touched herself that night on the Jutai River,
and achieved the same glorious release that I did. There is no doubt
that Moira is a sexual creature. She wanted me both of those times,
and I am confident she wants me now.
Perhaps she’s
not quite ready to get on bended knee, but I’m sure I can get
her there eventually. My chin rises as I look at her, and internally…
to myself… I accept the challenge.
I may have a little
work still to do where she’s concerned, but I’ll have her
bowing down before me soon… and she’ll be begging me for
it.