There’s a point where the distance is too much and I need you inside me.
You give me an address and command me to arrive there at a particular date. You’ve been very specific – I’m wearing a black silk scarf, red dress, no pants, and spiky black heels. My hair is out and my lips are glossy and red.
I walk into the house and I see you. I see two of you actually. Your face is on a giant video screen, and I get wet with one look at that gorgeous smile. There’s another person in the room, he looks so much like you it’s uncanny. I smile, knowing but unknowing.
Your voice fills the room, fills me with desire.
“Baby girl, this is my brother, my twin. He’s going to treat you so well. His body is the same as mine, and he will only do what I tell him to do. You are not fucking him, you are fucking me. Is that understood?”
I don’t question for one minute that you’re in control. I submit completely. I don’t know if you were expecting your little brat to put up a fight, but you don’t seem disappointed.