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He takes me up to the penthouse, apparently he’s rented it for the next couple of days. The view from up here is amazing. I feel him walk up behind me as I’m looking at the Vegas strip. He starts kissing me on the back of the neck. In his hand is a champagne bottle and two glasses. He hands the glasses to me and opens the bottle pouring us each some champagne. I’m not much of a drinker, so I only sip at the bubbly stuff.
A few moments later he suggests that we head to bed. It is late, and we are both exhausted. We lay down, but I can tell that something is on his mind. He’s propped up on his elbow looking at me, he’s got a look on his face that says he wants something. Just as I’m about to ask what’s on his mind he says, “Lillybear. You know how attractive you are to me?”
I really didn’t think I was all that attractive to anyone, anymore. I mean hell I have to wear a colostomy bag for the next four months. He hasn’t made any moves on me since the surgery, although I feel a nightly erection pressing against my back. I don’t answer him but he continues. He’s not drunk, we only had one glass of champagne, he apparently isn’t much of a drinker either.
“Babe, what would you say if I told you I want to have passionate sex with you?” He asks me.
Now I know what he was doing earlier today. He was paying me to be his sex toy. I look at him my anger is rising. He gave me a stipend and now he wants his return for it. I sit up in bed pulling the covers close to my chest and I say, “So, this was your plan. Get me alone have your way with me and then pay me a stipend to keep my mouth shut!” I’m furious that he wants me for his little sex toy.
“No, its not like that Lilly. I have wanted you since the day I met you. I’ve been through the things that you have, mostly. But, the stipend is just that a stipend to give you some support. I don’t need all the money I have. I want to help you and Luke. I’m falling madly in love with you.” He tries to defend himself.
“Oh really! Then why the same day as you give me the stipend do you want to drive me here to Vegas and have sex with me? I’ll tell you why. You don’t want Luke see me hurt again.”
“You’re right I don’t want Luke to see you hurt again. But, if you don’t want sex, then fine no sex. I just wanted to show you how much I care about you. The doctor said that we had to wait six weeks before we could have sex and it just so happens that you passed the six week period this week.” He turns and heads into the bathroom. I wait and listen. He’s turned on the shower water.
I get up and quickly dress, he probably won’t be long in the shower. I know I can’t call a cab to take me home, and buying an airline ticket will only put me in a major hub with a lay over, and I don’t have the money to buy the next available flight. Fuck it, I’ll take the Rolls he can figure out how to get home. By the time he’s there I’ll have moved my and Luke’s stuff out and be heading away from him.
I grab the keys,and my purse, leaving the bag that he had Kathy pack for me and head for the private elevator I take it down to the parking garage where he parked the Rolls once we had checked into the hotel. I walk over, unlock it and jump in. Within five minutes of Anthony getting in the shower I’ve managed to pull the car out of the garage and I’m on the interstate. I’ll drive all night to get the fuck away from people who give you something just to want you to give them sex when they want it.
I’ve been driving for several hours when I stop for a pee break, and some look alive juice it will take over half a day to get to Abilene. I’ve been awake since six in the morning we were on the road shortly after nine. The way Anthony drove the whole trip with only a couple of stops we still didn’t get to Vegas until almost two in the morning. Then we had our fight. I hit the road at three thirty. That puts me getting into Abilene at nine in tomorrow at the latest if I don’t stop too many times for pee breaks.
I jump back in the car fueled up with gas,and look alive juice, as well as a few snacks to eat while I’m on the road. I drive into the darkness ahead. Thankfully this time of day the highway doesn’t see too much traffic. I turn up the radio in the car and jam out still angry with Anthony.
I’ve been driving all night and most of the day. I’ve caught myself swerving a few times and I take some of my drink to keep me awake the few hours until I hit Anthony’s house. The sun is starting to go down when I cross into the Texas state line. I’m driving the speed limit not wanting to be pulled over when all of the sudden I see those fated red and blue lights. Fuck me. I bet Anthony pulled a few strings and reported the rental car as stolen.
I pull off the road turning on the hazards, turning the car off and rolling down the window. I wait for the officer to come up before reaching for my purse with my license and insurance card in it. He pulls his glasses off just as he’s approaching the driver side door. He looks in and grins at me. That is when it hits me.