Chapter 46: Nails
*Expose yourself to your deepest fear. After that you are free. – Jim Morrison*
Turkeys and pilgrims and Indians.
Pearl insisted on doing something special with their nails for Thanksgiving. Bunny was excited about it and oohed and awed. Helen smiled and kept herself from crying.
When she got to the counter to pay, Freddie waved her away.
“It’s paid for. Your man paid.” He smiled at Bunny. “He paid for you, too.”
“Oh, that was really sweet of him.” Bunny said and Helen just gave a smile and a small Uh-huh.
Bunny drove them to their regular brunch spot and asked the hostess for a private table. Their regular waitress brought over their drinks and told them that their orders were in.
“Spill.” Bunny said over her tea glass.
“What?” Helen asked thinking she had missed something.
“Something is bothering you. Tell me what it is.”
“I… he… it just won’t work.”
“Why not?”
“He wants me to change.”
“That’s all you’ve been doing lately. You changed your diet. Your daily routine. Your dress size. Your social life. The only thing that you haven’t changed is your hair.”
“I thought about it.”
“We can do it after we eat.” Bunny said as their plates were brought out.
Helen pushed her food around on the plate, but didn’t really eat. When they were done, Bunny asked for the check.
“It’s been taken care of.” The young woman said as she cleaned the table.
Helen took out her phone to text Reese and ask him what he was doing. Why was he paying for her nails and breakfast. When she pulled out the phone she saw a text from the man in question.
‘Anything you want is yours. Just tell me and I’ll get it. Please don’t leave me. I finally found my happiness with you. I’ll do anything that you want. Please, Helen, give me a chance.’
The tears that she had been fighting against slowly began to roll down her cheeks. Bunny helped her to her feet and began to walk them to the door. A well meaning woman, or a nosey old biddy, in Bunny’s mind they looked the same, stopped them on the way across the floor.
“Is she OK, dear?”
“Yes, thank you. Her sister’s neighbors second cousin’s ferrets dog died. They were very close.”
Her mother had taught her tact and kindness. The sarcasm, Bunny mastered that on her own. She smiled sweetly at the woman and continued to her car. Once in the car, she took Helen’s phone from her and read the message.
“You miss him.” It was a statement, not a question. Yet, Helen still answered.
“A lot.” Helen sniffled. “More than when Bob left me. When that happened, I was actually a little relieved. But I feel like I’m missing something. A piece of me.”
“What happened?”
“He has this room…”
“The playroom.”
Helen looked at her in shock as Bunny started the car. “You know about it?”
“Yes.” She pulled out of the parking lot and headed for her house. “I’ve known Reese for a long time. Actually, since before I was a deputy.”
“You were a deputy?”
“Technically, I’m still a reserve deputy. But that’s irrelevant right now. When I was in college, I went with my then boyfriend to a club. He wanted to introduce me to a different side of him. And while I was there, thinking there is no way I could ever do something like that, I met a man who was home on leave from the Navy.”
“He told me that before I commit, one way or another, I needed to fully understand what Chad was asking. Chad is a punishment Dom. But he was harsher than what I liked. Reese is more of a pleasure Dom. And, no, I have never been with him. I am too young and skinny for him.”
“Too skinny?”
“Yup. He likes big thighs to hold onto. He’ll even tell you that. His big kink is his ropes.”
“I saw a lot of ropes in his… room.”
“His playroom. Playrooms are different from bedrooms. Where have you been sleeping when you stay over?”
“His bed.” Helen answered thinking that it was obvious.
“Not in the after care room? In his room?”
“Yes. Why?”
“The bedroom is a sacred place. It’s not shared with playmates or subs. It’s for partners. It was a little while before Jaxon was invited into our bed. We were going to the guest room.”
“What changed?” Helen asked as they pulled into the driveway.
“We fell in love. Wanted more than a fuck buddy. Ty and I talked about it and when it happened, it was just natural. The way it should be.”
“I wish I had that.” Helen whispered.
“Have faith. Your man is in deeper than he realizes.” Bunny squeezed her hand. “Come on, I want to show you something.”
They entered the house and found a shirtless Jaxon on the couch with an equally shirtless Ty above him. A shirt was tied around Jaxon’s wrists above his head.
“At least one of you has a shirt on.” Bunny teased. “Don’t mind us.”
Helen blushed bright red at seeing her son like that. Innocently, she followed Bunny into the basement. Both men quickly followed them.
“This is our playroom.” Bunny said nonchalantly.
“Bunny, no offense, but my mom…”
She smiled at Jaxon before giving him a quick kiss. “Trust me.”
“He has one of those.” Helen murmured looking at the cross.
“One of my favorites.” Bunny said walking over to it. “The lower cuffs are mine. Like I said, I like punishment, I like to get whipped. But Reese is a pleasure Dom. He would not whip, he would tease and please.”
“I don’t want to hear this.” Jaxon said.
“What’s that?” Helen asked.
“A submission horse. I wouldn’t think that Reese would have one.” Ty answered and Helen shook her head. “It’s not his style.”
“But it’s your style?”
“It’s our style.” He answered placing an arm around Jaxon’s waist. “It’s what we enjoy. Not everyone does.”
“It just… it’s not…” Helen sighed.
Jaxon walked over and hugged her close to him. She wrapped her arms around him and simply enjoyed the comfort her son offered.
“It’s not what you were told was normal.” Jaxon whispered and she nodded against his chest. “You’d be surprised at how normal it actually is.”
“Helen,” Bunny said quietly. “Are you okay with the three of us together?”
“Yeah. You guys are happy.”
Ty grasped her chin and tipped her face up to him. “You were happy.” He kissed her temple. “The first step in anything is facing your fears.”
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