The Spinster (7)

She continued eating calmly, and when she finished, she got up and staring at Chuck, she said.

“The next meeting. When will it be?"

He looked at her with a mixture of amusement and resignation on his face, and he calmly responded.

"I thought this was your game ..."

She felt a hint of annoyance. Being in charge of her was a new activity, and Chuck didn't make it easy. She thought for a second and said.

“I will come on Friday. I hope you do your part.”

Chuck nodded, and May left.

May drove calmly to return to her house. All the landscapes that passed her sight were overshadowed by the thoughts of the night and the morning, and her satisfaction was obscured by the memories of what a good relationship could have been and that story of how she had separated from Chuck.

He was dominant, and she had accepted his role as submissive with total calm. The satisfaction that doing it with Chuck gave her was enough, and out