covered except for my stomach, but he doesn’t look at me.
Dr. Patel points at the screen, “Your niece or nephew wanted to say hi.”
He leans into the screen, even putting his fingers over the tiny figure. “Hey there, little guy! It’s good to see you!” He has tears in his eyes when he turns to smile at me. And then he winks.
I let out a laugh and a cry at the same time. I hiccup and the screen goes crazy moving around. Dr. Patel gets up and wipes my stomach off for me. She’s already printing copies for me to share with my family.
Chapter 30 HIM
“I’m glad to see you have an appetite.” I risk a finger reaching for a fry off her plate. She’s already wolfed down her burger and she’s on her second vanilla shake.
She only smiles, rubbing ketchup off her lips with the back of her hand. We haven’t really said much since leaving the doctor’s office. I didn’t ask if she wanted to eat; I just opened the door to the diner around the corner. I didn’t ask what she wanted; I just ordered for us.
So I was surprised when she spoke up and got the waitress’ attention to order a shake too.
She looks like shit. Eyes hollowed with dark circles, pale. Way too thin. Dr. Patel said she wants to see her in one week and stressed in front of me that she needs to see some weight gain. I smile again. Looks like that won’t be a problem if I can get Lucy to keep eating like she is right now.
She scrunches her nose at me in response to my smile. It’s a good look for her. Almost puts color into her cheeks again.
I was shocked when I opened the door to the apartment earlier. It was a mess. Dishes everywhere, mostly uneaten food left on some of them. The TV left on, but quiet. Furniture turned over. The bedroom looked like a bomb had gone off. Clothes and crap everywhere. And Lucy looking so lost, so fragile, broken.
I talked to Mom yesterday. She said she spoke to Lucy briefly the day before, but she didn’t know really how she was doing. She wanted me to check on her today anyway. When I got the call from Dr. Patel’s assistant, I was pissed. I didn’t think, I just went to see Lucy, cancelling all my afternoon meetings and giving my appointments to my staff.
At the funeral, I’d told Lucy that I was going to keep an eye on her. That I’d made a promise to Max that I would watch over her. Well…to his ghost I guess, but I still intend to keep my promise to my brother. I won’t let anything happen to his wife or baby. Not if I can help it.
Seeing the state Lucy was in, the state their place was in…spanking her was the least I was thinking about doing.
I haven’t spanked anyone in a long time. The first girl was high school. Autumn. It was more fun and games then, nothing serious. She was my first everything. I loved watching her ass get red. I loved hearing her fake beg for me. I knew I wasn’t really hurting her, that I wasn’t really making her beg me to stop. I didn’t care, it was good enough. I was getting laid.
When I got drunk one night and tried to spank her for real, she broke up with me. I didn’t try it again with any other girlfriends until later in college. Similar results, plenty of play, but nothing serious. I never went far enough, never tested any commitments.
Instead, I tried for the more normal relationships. Like Julia. Now that one was a mistake. That was a girl who didn’t want to be a man’s equal. She wanted to rule.
I guess if I’m honest with myself, I’ve chosen to be with strong women. Women who don’t need me. Women who would slap a lawsuit on any guy who tried to spank them.
Women who would never be what I really want.
Not women like Lucy. I swallow. No use going down that road. Not now. Not ever.
But my hand still tingles thinking about her ass. I didn’t get to see her cheeks turn red, didn’t get to see my handprint on her…but I have a pretty good imagination.
I can’t help smiling as I watch her chug her shake, then grab her forehead. “Brain
Dr. Patel points at the screen, “Your niece or nephew wanted to say hi.”
He leans into the screen, even putting his fingers over the tiny figure. “Hey there, little guy! It’s good to see you!” He has tears in his eyes when he turns to smile at me. And then he winks.
I let out a laugh and a cry at the same time. I hiccup and the screen goes crazy moving around. Dr. Patel gets up and wipes my stomach off for me. She’s already printing copies for me to share with my family.
Chapter 30 HIM
“I’m glad to see you have an appetite.” I risk a finger reaching for a fry off her plate. She’s already wolfed down her burger and she’s on her second vanilla shake.
She only smiles, rubbing ketchup off her lips with the back of her hand. We haven’t really said much since leaving the doctor’s office. I didn’t ask if she wanted to eat; I just opened the door to the diner around the corner. I didn’t ask what she wanted; I just ordered for us.
So I was surprised when she spoke up and got the waitress’ attention to order a shake too.
She looks like shit. Eyes hollowed with dark circles, pale. Way too thin. Dr. Patel said she wants to see her in one week and stressed in front of me that she needs to see some weight gain. I smile again. Looks like that won’t be a problem if I can get Lucy to keep eating like she is right now.
She scrunches her nose at me in response to my smile. It’s a good look for her. Almost puts color into her cheeks again.
I was shocked when I opened the door to the apartment earlier. It was a mess. Dishes everywhere, mostly uneaten food left on some of them. The TV left on, but quiet. Furniture turned over. The bedroom looked like a bomb had gone off. Clothes and crap everywhere. And Lucy looking so lost, so fragile, broken.
I talked to Mom yesterday. She said she spoke to Lucy briefly the day before, but she didn’t know really how she was doing. She wanted me to check on her today anyway. When I got the call from Dr. Patel’s assistant, I was pissed. I didn’t think, I just went to see Lucy, cancelling all my afternoon meetings and giving my appointments to my staff.
At the funeral, I’d told Lucy that I was going to keep an eye on her. That I’d made a promise to Max that I would watch over her. Well…to his ghost I guess, but I still intend to keep my promise to my brother. I won’t let anything happen to his wife or baby. Not if I can help it.
Seeing the state Lucy was in, the state their place was in…spanking her was the least I was thinking about doing.
I haven’t spanked anyone in a long time. The first girl was high school. Autumn. It was more fun and games then, nothing serious. She was my first everything. I loved watching her ass get red. I loved hearing her fake beg for me. I knew I wasn’t really hurting her, that I wasn’t really making her beg me to stop. I didn’t care, it was good enough. I was getting laid.
When I got drunk one night and tried to spank her for real, she broke up with me. I didn’t try it again with any other girlfriends until later in college. Similar results, plenty of play, but nothing serious. I never went far enough, never tested any commitments.
Instead, I tried for the more normal relationships. Like Julia. Now that one was a mistake. That was a girl who didn’t want to be a man’s equal. She wanted to rule.
I guess if I’m honest with myself, I’ve chosen to be with strong women. Women who don’t need me. Women who would slap a lawsuit on any guy who tried to spank them.
Women who would never be what I really want.
Not women like Lucy. I swallow. No use going down that road. Not now. Not ever.
But my hand still tingles thinking about her ass. I didn’t get to see her cheeks turn red, didn’t get to see my handprint on her…but I have a pretty good imagination.
I can’t help smiling as I watch her chug her shake, then grab her forehead. “Brain
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