He smiles.
My lips are painted red and I feel happy. The kind of happy that makes you feel like you can jump up and touch the ceiling. When you think you love the whole world and everyone in it because you are so happy.
The electric gates open and we drive into Silver Lee. It is only two o’clock, but it is already dark and all the lights have been lit. BJ opens the door and I precede him.
‘Is no one in?’
‘No, I asked my housekeeper to make himself scarce until later tonight.’
I grin. ‘So we are totally alone?’
‘Not quite. There is someone I have to introduce you to.’
I raise my eyebrows.
‘He’s a bit of an old fart and doesn’t like people, but he’s kind of important to me so let’s see what you make of each other.’
‘OK.’
We walk down through the house with its curving glass frontage. A storm is raging outside. He pauses by a door. ‘He can be quite foul mouthed,’ he warns.
Then he opens the door and a nasal voice screeches, ‘Did you fuck him?’ My mouth drops open. BJ makes an after-you gesture with his hand. ‘Bitch, better have my money. Bitch better. Bitch better. Pay me what you owe me.’ I enter the room and there is no one in there. There’s just a grey parrot with a red tail.
‘Meet Jeremy Thomas,’ BJ says walking towards the bird. He holds his hand under it. ‘Step up,’ he says and the bird climbs on to his hand and looks at me with its head cocked to one side. ‘Cunt.’
I laugh. ‘Did your bird just call me a cunt?’
‘Yeah, I forgot to say he’s a bit of a misogynist. My mother hates him.’
‘Has he called her one too?’
‘I’m afraid so. He used to belong to a Jamaican pimp so he generally has a very bad opinion of women and he’s always asking them for money.’
‘Give Jeremy a nut. Give Jeremy a nut,’ the bird squawks.
‘What kind of a bird is he?’
‘An African Grey.’
‘And how on earth did you get him?’
‘His owner owed me money and had to leave the country in a hurry. So I took the bird.’
Jeremy fixes me with a belligerent eye and flaps his wings. ‘You’re wet.’
I gasp.
BJ turns to me with a glimmer of laughter in his eyes. ‘It’s not what you think. He just wants a bath.’
I laugh.
‘Want a cookie.’
BJ gives him something from his pocket and the bird holds it in his claws and eats it.
‘Oh BJ. I think he’s gorgeous.’
BJ grins happily and there is nothing to outshine his smile. I about melt into a puddle right there and then.
‘God only knows why I care so much for this stupid bird,’ he says.
‘You’re a wimp,’ Jeremy says and begins to laugh like a human.
It is funny and we both laugh.
‘Kiss. Oops, bad birdie. Bite the dog. Bad dog.’
‘How old is he?’
‘Not sure, but older than you and me. He’s maybe 40.’
‘Wow. Can he fly?’
‘Give me the money, bitch,’ the bird squawks.
‘Yup, he can fly.’
‘Do you take him outside?’
‘I have in the past, but he doesn’t really seem to like it.’
I watch Jeremy get a bath. It’s the cutest thing ever. It is fun and we both laugh. I look at BJ with his bird and I can hardly believe that this is the same aggressive fighting monster I saw in the pit.
I offer Jeremy a nut. He takes it from me and quickly flutters away screeching, ‘Where’s my money, bitch.’
I laugh and BJ catches me by the waist. I look up at him, tall and broad-shouldered, and the laughter dies in my throat.
‘Time my cock was inside you,’ he says.
I hop on to his body and wrap my legs around his hips. ‘Carry me to your bed and ravish me then,’ I whisper daringly.
We go up the stairs and he opens the door to the bedroom where I had received my spanking. He puts me at the edge of the bed. Outside the wind howls. Inside we are absolutely silent. I cannot even hear my own heartbeat. The only sound is the fire crackling in the fireplace.
He starts off by kissing me. By the time he raises his mouth I am totally nude.
‘That’s a clever trick. Now show me my cock,’ I whisper hoarsely.
He throws aside his t-shirt and unbuttons his trousers. I drink in the inked, tanned skin, the barely leashed strength in his coiled muscles and follow the line of straight black hair on its epic journey down to his crotch. The last scrap of cloth slides to the floor and I fix my gaze on his cock. Have me with a side order of caviar, or a maraschino cherry and two scoops of ice cream, or just me on my own, but fucking eat me, it screams aggressively.
I love his raging cock.