“I called in a favor and got you an appointment to see my friend—you know, the one whose card I gave you.”
I began to panic, but then realized he forgot something. “It’s New Year Day. Everything is closed, including doctors’ offices. I have to go back to work tomorrow, so I won’t be free to go any time in the future.” Thinking I’d made my point, I reached for a mug to pour myself some coffee. I really didn’t like coffee and only drank it because I loved how hot it was in the morning, plus the bitter taste reminded me I was still alive.
“You’re right, Juliana. Most doctors’ offices are closed. However, since Robert owns his practice, along with a few other doctors, he can go in whenever he likes, even on holidays. So, I want you to put down your coffee because I know you don’t even like it, go take a shower, and get dressed.”
I slammed my coffee mug on the counter, spilling coffee everywhere, and turned to face him. “How could you do that? I was going to make an appointment!” I shouted, stomping my foot on the ground and wrapping my arms around myself. I felt like he’d betrayed me, going behind my back to schedule an appointment I’d told him I was going to make.
“Don’t go stomping your foot at me, young lady. Keep up this attitude and I don’t care whether you’re mine or not, I will spank that bottom of yours until it glows brighter than your nightlight,” he said in a low tone that was much scarier than if he’d just shouted at me.
We had a staring contest, and of course, I was the one to look away first. I’m always the one who looks away first. However, when I looked back at him, I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. He looked defeated.
“Juliana, I know we haven’t been friends for long, but I couldn’t just do nothing anymore. You’re wasting away in front of my very own eyes. You’re so thin that I swear someday a gust of wind is going to blow you away. Those dark circles under your eyes make your face look so hollow. You look like death. I had to do this. I had to,” he said.
Guilt washed over me as I walked over and placed my hand on his shoulder. “I’m so sorry, Mark. I… I’m just scared.” The last part of my sentence come out as a whisper.
He looked up at me with those piercing gray eyes. “I know you are and I don’t blame you. That’s why I called my friend. I’ve known him since college, and he would never ever hurt you. And I can be with you the entire time if you want.”
“Promise?”
“I promise, Juliana,” he said, wrapping me in a big bear hug.
I pulled away, deciding that I was going to put aside my fears of going to the doctor to make Mark feel better. “I guess I better go and get ready now.”
I turned away, heading for my bathroom when he said, “Wait, there is one other thing about Robert that you should know.”
“What?” I asked, turning to face him.
“You met him at that munch that I brought you to last December, remember?”
I nodded, getting a sinking feeling in my gut that I knew where this was going.
“Well, just to remind you then, he’s into age play. So, if you would feel more comfortable… ummm… acting younger, he’d be okay with that.”
I nodded again, feeling like I’d been punched in the gut for the second time today in a matter of minutes. The last guy I’d acted young in front of had treated me like dirt. What would happen if this guy did the same? I… I couldn’t do that… again.
I turned, heading towards the bathroom again, this time my steps filled with fear.
Chapter Two
I was so nervous as I entered my office. Today was Juliana’s appointment. I really wanted her to like me and feel comfortable with me, and I couldn’t get the last time I saw her out of my head.
It had happened a few weeks ago. Mark had called me to tell me about an age play munch he was going to with the woman who’d been living with him. He asked me to go too, as he thought his roommate and I would hit it off. A munch was just a place for like-minded people to get together and talk about the lifestyle they participated in, in a safe setting, and I’d only been to them a couple of times in the past. Since I hadn’t had a little in a long time, I saw no point in going, but not wanting to be rude, I’d agreed, thinking I’d spend a few hours at the munch mingling.
I had never been so wrong in my entire life. I was talking to Jackson and Meghan, two parents I’d just met, when I saw Mark enter with the most beautiful girl in the world. Her curly black hair that ran down her shoulders and her cute little features had my cock as hard as a rock, and the instinct to wrap her up and protect her was overwhelming. I was about to go over and talk to them when I noticed her face. She looked terrified. Pausing, I sat down again, as Jackson’s little girl, Samantha, went up to greet the woman.