Choosing to walk into the fire. pt 2

Bartenders’ Observation

“What is so funny, Charlie?”

“You see that guy over there? The one that is sitting at the Red’s table?”

“Yeah. So what of it?”

“He is not coming back tonight.”

“Well, that is the goal. Right?”

“She’ll be back though.”

I looked at him with a question.

“I have been working here for a while and that one right there. Well, let’s just say I have heard what she does and guys like that think they can handle her.”

I started to laugh at him. I couldn’t help it. The guy is delusional.

“She looks normal Charlie and small. The guy has a good foot on her I think.”

“She is not normal, and height means nothing.”

I looked at her again and she glanced my way as if I was a future target.

“Hey, man do not go there. I swear to you. You will not handle it well and I do not need to train your replacement.”

“Come on let’s just work.

Conversation

“So I sat down. Where do we go from here?”

She picked up her glass of white wine and took a drink while she looked me over.

“Are you going to keep looking at me like that? If I wanted that I would have chosen the brunette.”

“Quiet. Relax yourself.” She said in a soft stern voice. Is that possible to have that at same time?

I couldn’t relax. The woman was making me question who I was and should I be here with her.

“What are you reading?” I had to get a conversation going or I am leaving.

“The Art of Shibari.”

“Shibari?”

“Rope tying. Done properly it heightens the experience.”

She is really into that stuff. The most I’ve done is have sex outside, but this is another level.

“When I finish this glass, we will go.”

“To your dungeon?” I said with a smile

“I do not have a Dungeon. In the future maybe but I do have a Room.”

I should have chosen the brunette. I looked over to her table and she was gone.

“You chose me for the night. I will take it easy on you but you will experience more than just the usual sex.”

“Listen I have to say this because I have read things about people like you. You see my ass, the one I am sitting on. That is off limits for everything.”

“Agreed.”

Ok, I kind of boxed her in. This will end in my favor. She is almost done with the wine.

“You do know this is not like the movie ”Fifty Shades of Gray” right? That is a movie. You have the choice to stop and leave.”

“I can handle what you dish out.”

(Famous last words)