MAKE ME A WOMAN

“ Wow! Never knew you cook? I said.

“ I don’t do that for anyone except special people” he says as he chops the carrots.

I walk to the kitchen counter and pick a chopped carrot into my mouth.

“ Tell who the special person is? I asked.

“ She is sitting right in front of me chewing carrot in her mouth” he said.

“ Are you kidding me? I asked.

“ Why would I? He said while he stopped chopping and look into my eyes.

“ I know I can never be that special woman to someone like you “ I said.

“ What makes you think that way? He asked.

“ Because you bought me to be your sex slave and I know the only thing pulling you back from turning me to your toy is your injured hand” I said.

He step out of the kitchen and comes to me at the counter.

He pulled me closer to him.

“ Is that what you believe? He asked.

“Isn’t that what most of the mafia do? I asked.

“ Where did you get that impression from? He asked.

“ Books and movies? I said.

“ I want to treat you better? Not like a slave? I want to treat you l