Wednesday – November 15, 2023
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I scanned every centimeter of my lamp. But COOPER was still not on it. So...was Ash making it all up still? Or was she actually trying?
I sighed and sat down on the couch in our rented suite. All I wanted to do was go home and occupy all her time myself.
But also...I wanted to give her space to do this.
Fuck. I put my face in my hand. It didn’t matter if I wanted to leave India and get back to New York. The final was on Sunday. And I couldn’t take Jacob away from it. The little man was enjoying the world’s greatest sport.
Besides, there was still a chance, albeit small, that Princess Karima would show up at the finals.
I lifted my face out of my hand and took a deep breath. I wanted Ash to be sleeping with other men. I did. I think maybe what was driving me crazy was just the fact that I didn’t know if she was actually doing it or not.
Nigel ran out of the bathroom and into the living room with cum all over his face.
Wait. What the fuck? “Good heavens, Nigel. What just happened in there?”
“I was drawing a bath for Master Matthew...”
“He skeeted on you?” What in the world? My son was out of control. First refusing to learn the rules of cricket. And now skeeting on Nigel?
Nigel’s eyes grew round. “No?”
“Why did you say that like a question?”
“I don’t know! You made it seem like he was supposed to...”
“Just tell me what happened.”
“There was no bubble bath. So Master Matthew tried to ruin his bath with shampoo. Shampoo! So I tried to take it from him and he snatched it back and the bottle exploded all over my face.”
Hmm…. I stared at it dripping down his chin. It really did look a lot like cum. Was that what it was in Ash’s photo? Just shampoo?
Or was I lying to myself?
I shook my head and stood up. I had to find out once and for all if she was actually doing the sexy things she said she was doing. Before I drove myself insane.
It took me a while, but I finally came up with the perfect plan. I just needed to send her on a date and then call the guy to see what happened. I could just pretend I was doing a Society post-date interview. Easy.
So now I was searching the Society app for a guy to send Ash on a date with. I stopped on the profile for Cillian the Chauffeur. He almost had a perfect date rating. And the snake symbol meant he has a huge cock. He was 6’3, and had an Irish accent...
Wait, an Irish accent? No. I wanted the guy to report back to me, not steal my girl. Guys with Irish accents sucked. Fuck that guy. I had to keep him as far away from Ash as possible. I swiped to the next guy.
Now this guy was promising. His name was Gizmo. He was nerdy and weird. And he loved Supernova Six. He could potentially be Ash’s lesser true love. And he looked gullible. He’d definitely fall for the post-date interview when I called him after.
I quickly set the date up. I was going to have a limo pick her up and drop her off at the Society for her sex date with Gizmo.
I sent Ash a text: “Go downstairs to the entrance of One57 in 15 minutes. I have a surprise for you.”
I smiled and leaned back on the couch. In a couple hours I’d find out exactly what she was doing.