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pleasure, but instead, I find myself embarking on a long distance relationship with a woman I’ve never had sex with; the woman I’ve been in love with for as long as I can remember.
I’m so far out of my comfort zone.
Two Months Later
Travelling used to be one of my favorite things, but now, I hate it. Every time that Sofia has been in New York over the past few months, I’ve been out of the country.
She was true to her word. The night she left to go on tour, she called me the moment she got to her hotel room, and we talked for hours. We talked about Verona, we talked about the kiss, and we decided to keep talking. To see where this takes us. To give ourselves a chance to see if we can be together. It’s been difficult being so far apart all the time, but it’s let us get to know each other outside of our normal roles of best friend and little sister. We’ve not told anyone, and that’s the way it needs to stay for now. Until I know if I can make this work, I don’t want to cause a fight with Si, or between him and Sofia.
I made the decision not to tell her that I’m a Dominant. I don’t want to bring that into her life, or make her feel like she needs to be a part of it to make me happy. It’s easy to make that choice when I’m not on the same continent as her. I’m not sure how it’s going to feel when she’s here, in my arms, and I can’t act on instinct, but I need to try. That’s why we have to take it slow.
I may not be able to have the type of relationship I want with her, but I would sacrifice the lifestyle to be with her. I just hope that I’m strong enough to do it. I would never forgive myself if I brought her into my world. No one should go into this lifestyle to please someone else. It has to be a choice that you make for yourself, because it’s what you want. If I asked her to do this for me, she’d probably say yes, and she might even like it for a while, but there would come a point when she would resent me, and I couldn’t deal with that. I made the decision to be a part of this lifestyle, and for her, I can make the decision to leave it. She’s worth it.
With every day that passes, and every call, text or email we exchange, I find myself falling even harder for her, which I didn’t think was possible. Talking with her for hours, unable to act on any physical chemistry we have, my desire for her body has become secondary to my desire to really know her. Not the girl that I’ve been in love with for years, but the real, down to earth beauty inside. Her hopes and fears for the future. What she loves to do with her time off. How she feels when she dances in front of thousands every night.
Last week she made me download the Snapchat app onto my phone. If Brandon and Si ever see that, I’m never going to hear the end of it. They would ridicule me until the end of time! I find myself doing and saying things that are so unlike me when it comes to her. She’s so funny, sending me crazy selfies from every city she visits; hot as hell videos that leave me more than a little frustrated; and some of the stuff she says in emails, cracks me up.
FaceTime has become our favorite way to keep in touch. Last night Sofia called me wearing a sexy black negligée, making out like it was nothing; talking to me about her day, with mischief clear in her eyes. I played along, but by the time we said goodnight, I was in physical pain.
This morning I’m getting ready to head to Berlin via London. I would normally relish the chance to spend a few days in a great city, but last night I found out that Sofia is flying back to New York for the weekend, and I’m not going to be here. I would have rescheduled my trip if she’d told me sooner, but she was trying to surprise me. To say I’m disappointed would be the understatement of the year.
As I pack my bag and get ready to head to the airport, my phone beeps with a message from Sofia.
Sofia: I have a surprise for you.
Me: You’re going to
I’m so far out of my comfort zone.
Two Months Later
Travelling used to be one of my favorite things, but now, I hate it. Every time that Sofia has been in New York over the past few months, I’ve been out of the country.
She was true to her word. The night she left to go on tour, she called me the moment she got to her hotel room, and we talked for hours. We talked about Verona, we talked about the kiss, and we decided to keep talking. To see where this takes us. To give ourselves a chance to see if we can be together. It’s been difficult being so far apart all the time, but it’s let us get to know each other outside of our normal roles of best friend and little sister. We’ve not told anyone, and that’s the way it needs to stay for now. Until I know if I can make this work, I don’t want to cause a fight with Si, or between him and Sofia.
I made the decision not to tell her that I’m a Dominant. I don’t want to bring that into her life, or make her feel like she needs to be a part of it to make me happy. It’s easy to make that choice when I’m not on the same continent as her. I’m not sure how it’s going to feel when she’s here, in my arms, and I can’t act on instinct, but I need to try. That’s why we have to take it slow.
I may not be able to have the type of relationship I want with her, but I would sacrifice the lifestyle to be with her. I just hope that I’m strong enough to do it. I would never forgive myself if I brought her into my world. No one should go into this lifestyle to please someone else. It has to be a choice that you make for yourself, because it’s what you want. If I asked her to do this for me, she’d probably say yes, and she might even like it for a while, but there would come a point when she would resent me, and I couldn’t deal with that. I made the decision to be a part of this lifestyle, and for her, I can make the decision to leave it. She’s worth it.
With every day that passes, and every call, text or email we exchange, I find myself falling even harder for her, which I didn’t think was possible. Talking with her for hours, unable to act on any physical chemistry we have, my desire for her body has become secondary to my desire to really know her. Not the girl that I’ve been in love with for years, but the real, down to earth beauty inside. Her hopes and fears for the future. What she loves to do with her time off. How she feels when she dances in front of thousands every night.
Last week she made me download the Snapchat app onto my phone. If Brandon and Si ever see that, I’m never going to hear the end of it. They would ridicule me until the end of time! I find myself doing and saying things that are so unlike me when it comes to her. She’s so funny, sending me crazy selfies from every city she visits; hot as hell videos that leave me more than a little frustrated; and some of the stuff she says in emails, cracks me up.
FaceTime has become our favorite way to keep in touch. Last night Sofia called me wearing a sexy black negligée, making out like it was nothing; talking to me about her day, with mischief clear in her eyes. I played along, but by the time we said goodnight, I was in physical pain.
This morning I’m getting ready to head to Berlin via London. I would normally relish the chance to spend a few days in a great city, but last night I found out that Sofia is flying back to New York for the weekend, and I’m not going to be here. I would have rescheduled my trip if she’d told me sooner, but she was trying to surprise me. To say I’m disappointed would be the understatement of the year.
As I pack my bag and get ready to head to the airport, my phone beeps with a message from Sofia.
Sofia: I have a surprise for you.
Me: You’re going to
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