Chapter 71:Karma POV

“Because of you, I laugh a little harder, cry a little less, and smile a lot more.” -Unknown


Men are weird. What is up with Lance and L asking me about group activities? Is that every man's dream? Hell, the thought of having Lance and L at the same time is making me wet. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I have two men in my life that make me wild? I wonder if they would mind sharing with me? No girl get it together. You can't do that. I said to myself. I took a picture of my pussy and sent it to L with a message saying, 'She misses you’.


L: I miss her too. Just as much as I miss you.
Me: When do you come back?
L: Not soon enough. If I come back on Friday night, you are my first stop.
Me: Just let me know when you are coming. And I will let you know if I am available.
L: Available?
Me: Yeah, L, it is not like I wait around waiting for you to come and fuck me. Remember I have a life outside of our contract.
L: How can I forget?
Me: You are funny.
L: How is everything going with the anal trainers?
Me: I am more than ready for you.
L: That is good. I can't wait to show you how much I miss you.
Me: I can't wait either.

My last text from L is a picture of his hard dick. Fuck, me, I so miss that dick so much. I thought about it. I should surprise L when I get back. I sat and thought about what kind of surprise I could bring for L. Then it dawned on me I could get a nice outfit and take some burlesque classes. There is a class starting within an hour. I did not know this city I am going to need Dell for this one.


Me: I need you to close your shop and come with me somewhere.
Dell: Hi Dell, how are you? I need a favor.
Me: Hi Dell, how are you? I need a favor.
Dell: That’s better. Now what can I help you with?
Me: I will tell you it is a lot.


I explained to Dell what I wanted to do for L. He was hesitant at first saying that I should focus on Lance and not some guy I saw only on the weekends. I told him I would need him to find me a bondage lingerie set and to come with me to the burlesque class.


“Fine, I will come with you. But I want to join the class too”, Dell said.
“The class starts at six”, I said.
“Girl, we can't do that. We have to go out tonight, remember. Do they have a class tomorrow?”, he asked.
“Shit, I forgot about tonight”, I said.
“They do have a class tomorrow at two. Give me a sec while I check Lance and my schedule for tomorrow”, I said.


I checked our schedule. We had nothing scheduled. So, before anything comes up, I put myself as unavailable tomorrow. And I booked the class for me and Dell, then called him back and told him the class was booked. He said he was working on getting the outfit I requested. With a smile on my face, I walked out of the bedroom. In the sitting room, Lance is on his laptop.


“You are unavailable tomorrow at two”, Lance said.
“Yeah, I have an appointment”, I said shyly.
“Appointment?”, he said as a question.
“Yeah, Dell and I are going somewhere", I said.
“Care to share where?”, he asked.
“Nope, it is personal”, I said.
“I have a conference call at that time with someone”, he said.
“I guess that works out”, I said with a shrug.
“The temp agency said they haven't received your time sheet yet”, he said.
“That is odd. I sent it to them yesterday. I will send it again”, I said.


After I sent my timesheet, I got a call from a random number. I did not answer it, fearing it was Mike. I do not want to speak to him. A part of me hoped that he had forgotten about me. Or at least lost interest in me. My phone kept going off until I answered it.


“Hello”, I said, holding on to my anger just in case it was not Mike.
“Babe, I missed you so much”, I heard Mike.
“Mike, what the hell do you want?", I asked, pissed off. Causing Lance to look at me.
“Like I said, babe I miss you”, she said.
“Mike, why are you calling me? Don’t you have shit else to do?”, I asked, getting madder.
“I just wanted to check up on you and talk”, he said.
“I am fine, good bye Mike”, I said.
“No, babe, we should meet up and have dinner again”, he said, sounding like a fool.
“I have someone you know that”, I said.
“Oh, so you are still letting that guy use you as a toy, huh”, he said.
“You have no fucking right! I am happy with the person I am with. You lost me move the fuck on Mike!”, I shouted.
“Baby please give me one more chance”, he pleaded. The next thing I knew, my phone was taken out of my hand.
“Look dude, she is not interested. You sound desperate and this is harassment. She is no longer yours get over it”, Lance said. He put the phone on speaker and I heard Mike.
“She isn't yours. You know damn well you are just using her. She is not your type. Let her go before you hurt her”, Mike demanded.
“You mean the way you hurt her? Listen here you prick. She does not want you. You have hurt her enough”, Lance said, and I was in awe.
“What I did in the past is in the past. I will never hurt her again”, Mike said, lying through his teeth.
“You are a fucking liar, Mike! You think I don’t know it was us that froze my account!”, I yelled at him, taking my phone from Lance.
“Babe, I have no idea what you are talking about”, he said, trying to sound convincing.
“He is an abusive prick”, Lance behind me.
“I have never put my hands on her asshole!”, Mike yelled.
“Financial abuse is a form of abuse. You did that when you left her almost penniless you bastard!”, Lance said.
“Karma, I have no idea what you are talking about, baby, I promise”, Mike said, lying.
“Listen Mike, and listen well. What we had is over and it has been over for a long time. LET ME THE FUCK GO!”, I yelled and threw my phone on the floor.


I could not help the tears that came. I have no idea why he is doing this shit to me. Two strong arms held me tight. Then rocked me slowly. I don’t know how long I was crying in his arms, but I am glad he is here to comfort me. The only other men that I felt safe around
were my dad and L. I hate feeling weak around powerful men.


“Karma, you might need to get a restraining order on him”, Lanca said.
“I thought about it but I don’t know his address to have him served”, I said, sobbing.
“Don't worry about it, I have some people that can find his address. As well as my lawyer can apply for a restraining order”, Lance said.
“Thank you”, I said, then he wiped my eyes.
“No problem, gorgeous”, Lance said with a smile.


There is something about Lance that makes me happy when I want to cry. If only I was free to be his. Both Lance and L make me want to cry a little less and smile a lot more. And it is funny that both of their names start with the letter L.