She needed to talk to Scooter, yesterday.When they got home, Diane asked her daughter if she would do a grocery run and pick up some dry cleaning, hop...ing Scooter would be in. She speed walked to the clubhouse and pounded on the door, and he answered, a look of shock on his face. She asked him to please step outside.“You sure you don’t wanna come in again?” He snickered, stepping outside and lighting a cigarette.“Listen, I know Alyx was here last night, and I know nothing I do or say will. M. tomorrow. Atwhich point you will leave. You will not stalk me. You will notresearch me. You will not run into me on the street or at a party. Youwill wait until I decide to have you back. Also, if I do not say, 'I'mall yours,' but say. 'Goodbye, Matt.' you will leave immediately.Agreed?"Wow!Matt's masculinity was a bit dinged up after that soliloquy.He should tell her who the MAN is. Maybe slap her once or twice. Thenleave. His pride intact.But what was pride compared to a night of. That she was enjoying the moment was evidenced by her smile. The smell of her leather, the sound it made, and her queenly demeanor all served to excite me to heights I had never before experienced at the hands of a woman. It had always been me as the aggressor, really, before this moment. Then she produced two black silk scarves.She stood me against the posts of my own bed and tied my wrists using the silk scarves, and believe me, this was all making me very hot. I truly believe that it was on. She would have asked a million questions instead of just a thousand about who the boy was that I met.“Was the person who came to the door the friend you met today out there trying to get you to buy marijuana with him?” she asked me. I couldn’t look her in the eye. In retrospect, Hayden probably WAS buying marijuana because who has to pay thirty five dollars for rent at 3 am?I gave my mom some bullshit story that I knew she didn’t believe about buying CSGO skins from my friend and then went back.