Alaska Black Gold Box Set by Erica Storm Page A

the ones who saw FSOG a thousand times.” I nod and laugh.
    “Remember what happened to me at the neighborhood bar. I go home with this guy because I’m drunk, and its dark in the bar, and I think he’s hot. He has this great body but I don’t get a good look at him because of all those frigging candles. Then I have to call you from my cell phone because he has me in this room he calls it his red room, but it looks nothing like Christian’s Grays red room.
    It’s a little closet in his mother’s house. Thank god I have it on speaker phone when I’m whispering, ‘Help! Help! Call 911!’”

Chapter 2: Olivia
    “W hen I can focus, he takes out a rope and this gag, and he’s ready to tie me up and whip my ass, and I can’t take whippings because I bruise easily because of my delicate skin. I try explaining this to him, and I sober up, I look at him, and he’s uglier than I first thought. The kind of man only a mother would love.”
    “Wait. You’re saying if he was good looking you would have let him tie you up, gag you, and spank your behind?”
    “Maybe,” she says hunching her shoulder and shooting a grin at me. “Do you remember that night?”
    “How can I forget that? I had just sat down at a dinner with another loser but this loser was planning on buying me a lobster dinner and you ruined that. I had to call the police and try and locate you before he tied you up to the ceiling fan naked. When the police and the fireman get there you are wearing handcuffs, a blindfold, and not a stitch of clothes.”
    “That fireman was hot with his big biceps, and boy did he have something big and thick between his legs. We had a few dates before I moved on. He was more of a freak than that ugly dude,” Carrie says with a wide smile showing her well-polished white teeth.
    “I was pissed with you because I lost a dinner that night and almost a friend.” Carrie hugs me, happy she has a friend. I don’t know who would put up with her. She likes men too much and she has a trusting nature.
    My concern was the dinner I didn’t get that night, because I was hungry, and sick of eating tuna sandwiches. Even they were getting too expensive for us.
    “What do you say Olivia. I need someone like you with me to take care of me. I’m not responsible for my actions. I’ve been too protected in my life. I see the glass half full and I think everyone is good. I need someone like you.”
    “I see just the opposite because I’ve had to.” My parents died early, and I’ve lived with grandmothers, aunts, uncles, one family member after the next. Life has sucked for me. Even when I get a job teaching, I don’t have any money and have to wait until August to start working and I’m not getting paid until sometime in September. “Life sucks and men suck more,” I say to Carrie.
    “Yeah, I hope they do,” she says grinning. “Now you are the kind of person I want to have my back. You are so matured for twenty-two.” She kisses me on the cheek. “What do you say?”
    “Ok. I’m going, but if something isn’t right about this, I’m getting the hell out of Alaska even if I have to walk back to Seattle.”
    Carrie jumps up and down and she calls her mother to borrow some money until she gets this job. Me, I think we’re traveling on a bridge to nowhere, but she’s determine to go and freeze her ass off and my ass too.  She skips out of the room like a little girl on a stroll in the park.
    When I see her again she says, “It’s all done. The arrangements are made, and we’re set to leave tomorrow at noon. Our tickets will be waiting at the American Airlines counter. And,” she says jumping up and down, “We have priority seating. Like in first class all the way to Fairbanks, Alaska. Now what do you say about that?”
    “I say I’ll believe it when I see it.”
    “Ever the pessimist. Can’t you be happy for once?”
    “I’m trying but everything looks so suspicious. We are going to a strange place and we