Spanking Dee-Dee by Black Fabian

Author:Black, Fabian [Black, Fabian]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Chastise Books
Published: 2013-04-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

When I returned with the fish and chips he was in the kitchen. He’d tidied up a bit and had laid the table with plates and cutlery. He was dressed in fresh jeans and a clean t-shirt. He still looked tired, but the fearful anxiety that had sapped his energy had lifted, leaving him brighter.

He didn’t say much as we ate, concentrating on giving his body the sustenance it needed, but with no sign of enjoying the process. He was in deep thought. I let him get on with it.

When he’d finished he laid his knife and fork neatly together, covered his mouth with his hand to smother a small burp and said, “Si, I’ve been thinking, a bit straighter this time. You’re right. I think Anne is trying to use me instead of giving up things important to her. I’m not important to her. I never have been. She loves her life in New York, and she doesn’t want to lose or change a single aspect of it.” He swallowed. “This apartment is important for me. My uncle left me it because he knew I needed it more than her. It’s all I have. I’m staying.”

“I’m relieved to hear it.” I said solemnly.

“It was good of you to offer to talk to her, but I should do it. I would like you to be here though, for some moral support, if you don’t mind?”

“I don’t mind at all. How about you do it now?” I glanced at my watch. “I reckon it’ll be early afternoon in New York, so it’s not an unreasonable time to call. Get it over with.”

“I don’t have a phone number for her. She won’t give me one. She withholds it. I think she’s afraid in case I disturb her life by calling for a chat. I have an email address. I’ll send her an email telling her to call me about the apartment. I’m sure she’ll respond as soon as she reads it, though when she’ll read it is anyone’s guess. She works at her writing during the day, nine to five.” A touch of sarcasm entered his voice. “It must prime her for all the fucking she does on a night. Can you stick around for a bit?”

“Tell her you’re aren’t prepared to sell in the email, save yourself some stress.”

“I don’t want to seem callous. I’d prefer to tell her face to face, if you know what I mean, or voice to voice at least.”

“It’s up to you. I’ll stick around. I’ve got some student work to mark. I’ll bring it down here and do it.”

He went off to his bedroom to send an email. I began to wash up plates and cutlery. It was wrong of me to judge a woman I had never met, but I did it anyway. Anne was a narcissistic bitch who saw her son as nothing more than an appendage to her ego. She wasn’t interested in him as a person in his own right at all.

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