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Meeting James Chapter Seven

Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Melanieatplay, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

dreamed of living in Las Vegas.“ I listened intently as she continued. “I was waitressing and he was doing odd jobs in Nebraska and we lived in his car a lot of the time, so Las Vegas seemed like the perfect escape. Once we moved here, he found some construction work and I was able to get a job in a small café as a waitress and we were even able to afford a small apartment.” A knock on the door startled me until I realized that it was our food. “One sec, ok,” I said, as I gently rubbed her thigh. She smiled brightly at me, making me feel even more comfortable. I walked to the door and opened it. The room service waiter smiled and tried to keep his eyes on mine, but I could feel them start to wander lower as I signed for the check, giving him a big tip like I knew James would. I didn’t have a bra on and my nipples were poking through James’ T shirt, which I’m sure he appreciated. I smiled, thanked him and quickly shut the door. I brought the food back over to Flame and we made a small picnic on the couch. Her cheeseburger looked delicious and it made me regret ordering a turkey and lettuce wrap. Between bites, she continued. “Things were really good for a while, until…..” I could see the distressed look on her face and I squeezed her hand, reassuring her that whatever she wanted to tell me was ok, and she slowly continued. “He started using drugs, meth I think, and began to gamble away our money. I would have stuck with him through that, until… until he hit me and I knew I ... had to leave.” I squeezed her hand tight, seeing the tears start to well up in her eyes. “I stayed in a women’s shelter for a couple of days and they helped me get back on my feet. I had just turned eighteen and I couldn’t make it on my tips from waitressing, so about six months ago, I started to work at Sapphires. I know it’s not the greatest job in the world, but I make really good money and I’ve been able to get my own apartment and a car.” I smiled sympathetically at her, happy that she was living life on her terms. She asked me about my relationship with James and I told her everything. Well, almost everything. It was easy to tell her about our financial arrangement, because she obviously had experience with that sort of thing. However, I couldn’t bring myself to tell her how dominant and demanding he was, and honestly, how comfortable I was with it. How could I explain something like that to Flame when I didn’t fully understand it myself? The reality of my relationship with James was difficult to square in my mind. I was supposed to be a strong, independent woman, capable of doing anything, setting lofty goals for myself and reaching for the sky to achieve them. In so many ways, I felt like I was doing just that. I was an honor student with a very high GPA and my advisor told me that if I didn’t enroll in some type of graduate school once I had my degree, then I wouldn’t be realizing my full potential. That seemed to be such a juxtaposition to how I acted when I was with ...