As we settled in Alpha Lucien’s office on the morning of my birthday, I was feeling grumpy. Not the me who was in control of my body, but the real me. I was mostly grumpy about the fact that I was mad, though. The other me was really happy.
It had taken a little over three weeks to get Richard to the point where he could handle my touch without overloading his senses. His training went really well. Both versions of me were really proud of him.
Then, he hit me with his plan for our first time together. He booked a really nice room at a hotel in town, got us tickets to a play I wanted to see, and reserved a table at an expensive restaurant. The first night would be a real date before we went back to the hotel. The next day, he planned for us to order room service and stay in bed all day
