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Pitch Dark- The Aftermath

Accidentally Overheard

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Story Notes:
This event began with Pitch Dark- The Encounter

There are many real-life distractions at the moment, hence the brevity of this piece.

 


 

His curator and his lovely new friend were in the adjoining bedroom while he dressed. An ongoing conversation there was only a murmur through the walls, and of no interest to him.

He finished dressing, and wanting to pass to the living room, opened the bedroom door. Given how muffled the conversation had been, he didn’t know the door to the ladies’ bedroom was slightly ajar. In full discretion, he lengthened his step to pass quickly by, quietly.

But it was too late. Unbeknownst to the ladies, a snippet escaped clearly into the hallway, “Omigosh, you were right! He does have a magic tongue.”

As he reached the living room, he silently chuckled to himself, thinking, “Now why did I have to hear that?”

He’d been told that before (by the curator and some of her other friends in this locale, for example) but he was a humble guy who just tried his best, and he never let it go to his head.

Even though there was science behind it, it was more art, and never infallible, so there was no room ever to get a swelled head, an undue confidence. It really wasn’t in his nature, anyway.

It was his favorite thing in the world, and it was never an effort, a task, or a sacrifice for him. He was also a compersive person, receiving intense pleasure by giving pleasure, and when it worked, it worked. Not just for his lady partner, but for himself.

 

 

 


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