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Life could be so unfair, everyone adored my big sister Ava, yes everyone. Ava was the most popular girl in school, she was outgoing, beautiful, and shone...
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I had put myself in such a perfect position of vulnerability, laid my soul bare to him, and embraced my slavery. The last few weeks had been a blind roller coaster of emotions. I had gone from being a complete sexual novice to doing things I had never even thought about. My head swam.
It was nice to be cared for, but it was lonely to be isolated. For that I could only blame myself, I thought I knew him, and it appeared I did not. Yet I didn't wish to leave, at least not yet, I wanted to make a go of it to make a life together. This 'relationship' certainly was not nearly as romantic as I had hoped our relationship would be, but I had to confess the early warning signs were there. I didn't heed any of them, all I could think of was he offered that rarest of dynamics, and he could follow through with it. However, I was ill-prepared for the next hump in the road of our relationship.
It was late Tuesday evening. We had finished dinner which Master most often chose to eat in the lounge room as he halfheartedly watched a movie or the news. He would never settle on a single channel, and it seemed if I became engrossed in anything in particular he would just as swiftly, with no regard for me, change the channel breaking my interest. I had taken to not really watching the television at all because of the futility of the exercise, and I also could not understand the majority of what was said.
Most weeknights it was just he and I, and this evening was no exception. I looked across at the computer sitting innocently on the desk, Master's e-mail open on the screen, and contemplated my guilt at attempting to communicate to the world.
"I want to talk to you."
Master's words pulled me out of my self-examination. He indicated I sit at his feet, and I hurriedly ran over the events of the day fretful I had erred in some duty that he may have found disappointment in. He put his hand on his stubbled chin in a gesture of great thought, absently rubbing his jaw.
"I have been thinking Lidia. About the future and us." All I could hope was that this was a good thing, perhaps finally a ray of light in my bleak existence? "And I have decided that we should have a child."
I did not fail to notice he had said, 'I.'
He smiled down at me like this news of his would make me the happiest woman in the world. If he expected me to respond in feverish joy he did not get his wish. I felt like I had been hit by a car. I did not know how to respond, and I could not believe his sudden change of heart. He had always told me he never wanted any children. Not now, not ever.
"This will be a good thing." He continued. "You will have something to focus on here while I work."
I struggled with his reasoning, this was a child, not some sudden flight of fancy, something you could give up on, or give away if it didn't work out. I could hardly see us raising one the way Master chose to live. I was only twenty-one, admittedly he was ten years older than I but it seemed at this moment I was the adult here.
