Chapter 17: Karma POV

“Woman is the dominant sex. Men have to do all sorts of stuff to prove that they are worthy of woman's attention.”-Camille Paglia

Shit, five could not come fast enough. I had a good day, so my day will be better once I get to Aunt Jackie's house for my package. When I got the texts from Aunt Jackie about my package, I could not stop looking at the damn clock. It is a good thing that lunch and the meeting took my mind off the package for a while. I have never been so excite to go to the Pleasure Palace in my life. I hope aunt Jackie didn't ooen my package. She would do some stuff like that, just to be in my buisness.

After me and Mr. Logi left the building, I power walked to my car. Aunt Jackie's house is about thirty minutes from work. Reluctantly and aggressively, I abided by the state traffic laws all the way to Aunt Jackie's house. Finally, I made it there. I am so excited to be here that I did not even park my car. I am glad she does not open the house up until seven. I don't want anyone to see my car here.

A person can never know who pays attention to the type of car she drives. I for damn sure do not want to bump into any of those men from the meeting. I ran up the steps two at a time, having a hard time breathing in the process. Damn, these double Ds. When I opened my room door, Aunt Jackie was sitting on my bed looking over L's medical records. Shaking my head at her, I took the papers out of her hands.

“Hello to you too Karma”, Aunt Jackie said.
“Hey Aunt Jackie”, I said with an eyeroll. I know she is only here to be noisy.
“Your practitioner's medical records are legit and clean. And he got you an expensive phone”, she said, smiling.
“Thanks, Aunt Jackie, but I would like to review them myself. As I look for other stuff other than sexually transmitted disease or a history of sexually transmitted diseases”, I said to her as I took off my shoes.
“And what is that?”, she asked with a smirk.
“Like if there is any history of heart attacks, high blood pressure, diabetes”, I said, looking over the medical records.
“Why the hell would you need to know that? As long as his dick is clean, he can get in-between”, she said, laughing. My Aunt is a hot fucking mess.
“Well, if L has a history of heart attacks, that means I will have to be easy on him. By easy I mean no sex cardio. If he has high blood pressure, I have to watch what type of food I serve him. Same thing with diabetes. Heart attacks, high blood pressure, diabetes all of which can cause erectile dysfunction”, I said as I read the medical records. Everything is good.
“Look at you and you say you are not made for this business. The last thing I want is to have a client die on top of one of my girls and get a lawsuit over it”, Aunt Jackie said.
“You said the phone is expensive?”, I asked, changing the subject.
"Yeah, I had to sign for it and show the delivery guy my identification”, she said as she handed me the package.

I opened the package as Aunt Jackie watched me like a hawk. Looking in the box there is a Samsung flip phone. Why the hell did L buy me such an expensive phone? I am so dumbfounded right now. I do not know what to say to this. Now I have another phone. I am not sure if I have to add a line to my mobile phone already.

“Wow, that phone is nice”, Aunt Jackie said, looking at the metallic blue phone. I totally forgot she was here.

I turned on the phone, ignoring Aunt Jackie. When it finally came on, a couple of messages popped up. L did say he would text me. I opened the first text and read it.

L: My number is saved as well as my e-mail in your contact. I will be texting to confirm if we will be meeting on the weekend.
Me: Thanks for the phone. It is lovely.
L: Not as lovely as you. Use it as you wish, but I do hope you will use it to send me pictures of you to get me throughout the week.
Me: I will think about it. By the way, I reviewed your medical record and it is satisfactory. I will send you mine in a bit via text since I do not have an e-mail set up yet.
L: Okay, I will patiently wait for your texts.
“I hope you are not going to keep that phone on you?”, Aunt Jackie said, smiling.
“Why?”, I asked, confused.
“Because he can track wherever you are and whatever he wants. And I know you do not want him to know where you live or work”, Aunt Jackie said.

She is right. The last thing I want is for L to keep tabs on me. All he will see is where I work and live. The security guards at the job carry guns, and my neighbors are noisy. If they see a random sexy guy lurking around my house, someone will call the police. Which I am not worried about each scenario. But I don't want to bump into L. I know it is not like we will know what each other looks like. But then again, he knows where the phone will be and can put two and two together.

"You are right. I will turn off the locator", I said.
"Yeah, girl, because stalkers are bad. And stalkers with money for a great lawyer are even worse. Trust me, I know", she said, shaking her head.