{"id":1915,"date":"2011-01-26T08:27:56","date_gmt":"2011-01-26T15:27:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.heatherbarton.com\/?p=1915"},"modified":"2025-11-02T21:20:20","modified_gmt":"2025-11-03T04:20:20","slug":"a-snippet-of-my-writing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.heatherbarton.com\/?p=1915","title":{"rendered":"A snippet of my writing"},"content":{"rendered":"

This is one of my favorite scenes from my novel.\u00a0 But only Part One, cuz its obviously way too long to read in one load.. which is my whole problem with my book.. its too long!\u00a0 lol\u00a0 Part Two will come later and be much dirtier!\u00a0 Let me know if you like it<\/em>. \ud83d\ude42<\/strong><\/p>\n

I had been playing Cat and teaching the class for almost four years when one First Friday at Blake\u2019s by ten P.M. I had to admit I wasn\u2019t going to have a student.\u00a0\u00a0 The system had been running smoothly for so long I was bemused at the possibility of having a month off.\u00a0 M.O.S.A.\u2019s membership had grown incredibly since that first meeting and the annual dues easily paid expenses.<\/p>\n

Michelle handled the books and Rosalind handled enrollment.\u00a0 She did an incredible job coordinating referrals from students and members alike.\u00a0 She juggled the boys at the University with the local ones away for University and limited it to a number I could handle.<\/p>\n

Surprisingly it was Jennifer and Lindsey who handled new membership.\u00a0 It was by invitation only with the members choosing to keep quiet the purpose of M.O.S.A..\u00a0 Jennifer supplied the enthusiasm for the concept and Lindsey the conviction this was a mother\u2019s responsibility.\u00a0 The original members had accepted my anonymity and never pressed for a real name.\u00a0 They had even sprung for Cat to have her own transportation which they housed in an apartment complex Ruth owned.\u00a0 It was rumored many a former student had spent hours hanging around the place hoping to catch Cat \u2018at home\u2019.<\/p>\n

So it seemed impossible no student would show up.\u00a0 When Julio relieved Chris at the door of the club for his break Chris shook his head at me on his way to the back.\u00a0 I was wondering just how long I was supposed to wait so I sent Rosalind a quick text.\u00a0 She called me back almost immediately.\u00a0 She\u2019ll read a text message if she has to but if she has something to say she\u2019ll call.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m so sorry, Cat,\u201d Rosalind said with her usual grace and style.\u00a0 \u201cJessica\u2019s wedding has been taking all my time.\u00a0 I meant to call you and tell you the one student we\u2019d lined up had a family emergency and left town.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRos, the room is all prepped so I don\u2019t think they will be giving us a refund on it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell then get some actual sleep in it this time.\u00a0 M.O.S.A. can well afford it and God knows you deserve it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAlright, then I guess I\u2019ll call it an early evening.\u201d<\/p>\n

I was about to say goodbye when Rosalind added, \u201cAre you sure you won\u2019t come to the wedding?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo matter how Jessica feels about Gregory being one of Cat\u2019s boys, she is not going to want Cat at her wedding, Rosalind.\u00a0 How would I possibly be able to pull off the mystique of Cat and NOT upstage the bride?\u201d<\/p>\n

Rosalind laughed.\u00a0\u00a0 I was thankful everyone took my refusals so well, but frankly it baffled me why the girlfriends and spouses wanted so much to meet me. \u00a0I\u00a0 may have taught their young men about women and how to please them, but you\u2019d think more women would be jealous by that!<\/p>\n

I put the phone back in my case as Chris came over and sat down in the empty stool next to me.\u00a0 I looked at him and he smiled.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo students tonight?\u201d he asked as Joe served him water.\u00a0 Joe leaned his arm on the bar and watched me also.<\/p>\n

\u201cApparently there was a cancellation.\u201d<\/p>\n

I could only grin at both men.\u00a0 Their intent was very, very obvious.\u00a0 Chris had never sat next to me on his break.\u00a0 Of course I was usually with students so any space next to me was always occupied.\u00a0 But in all the years of coming to Blake\u2019s I had never seen him so much as glance at a female.\u00a0 And here he was devouring me with his eyes.<\/p>\n

Chris was the epitome of a bouncer\/doorman.\u00a0 He wore a tight t-shirt to emphasize the muscle he worked hard to maintain.\u00a0 It helped him look threatening.\u00a0 He kept his hair buzzed to a heavy five o\u2019clock shadow on his head and let his face match.\u00a0 He looked darkly Hispanic, dangerous and handsome, with surprisingly blue eyes.<\/p>\n

I turned to Joe and saw what the man had been offering for years clear on his face.\u00a0 Then I realized Joe\u2019s physique had steadily gotten sexier in the last four years.\u00a0 I\u2019d assumed he was just wearing tighter shirts but he must have been purposefully building his upper body and I\u2019d been too wrapped up in teaching to notice.\u00a0 His hair, when I had first met him, had been cut short to hide the generous grey but he\u2019d let it grow out.\u00a0 Now it was just long enough on top to pull off the tousled look he was sporting well.\u00a0 It was intriguing to see the white and grey and blond blend.<\/p>\n

Leaning up and over I reached and ran my fingers through Joe\u2019s tousled hair.\u00a0 It was gloriously soft without gel or anything holding it in place.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve wanted to do that for so long,\u201d I whispered to him trailing my fingers along his face and sat down slowly giving Joe a generous look down my top.<\/p>\n

\u201cCat,\u201d he growled and I looked down the bar at a waiving arm and interrupted him by pointing at it.\u00a0 Joe cussed under his breath and went to make a drink.<\/p>\n

\u201cMinx,\u201d Chris said from next to me with a chuckle.<\/p>\n

I turned to him with my sly smile and ran a hand along his bicep keeping my lashes lowered to watch my fingers.\u00a0 \u201cDo you have time in your break for a dance?\u201d\u00a0 I looked up into his eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes,\u201d and with two hands he lifted me easily off the stool, effortlessly holding me in the air for the second it took him to slide off his own and plant me on my feet in front of him.\u00a0 The act rocked desire through me and he saw it in my eyes.\u00a0 He grinned, running his hands slowly down my waist to stop at my hips and pivot me in the direction of the dance floor.<\/p>\n

Glancing once behind me coyly I sashayed toward the floor with my sexiest Cat walk.\u00a0 I raised my arms to lift my long hair and swung it leisurely about so Chris could get the occasional clear and unobstructed view of the special First Friday little black dress with all the straps along the back.<\/p>\n

Bobby, DJ, saw me standing at the entrance of the dance floor.\u00a0 I had my arms braced on the poles bracketing the entrance.\u00a0 Chris was pressed behind me with his nose in my hair and his hands on my hips.\u00a0 I caught Bobby\u2019s eyes and I grinned, a wild smile.\u00a0 His mouth dropped a little as he took in what he saw.\u00a0 He moved to his microphone, softened the volume of the song playing even though it wasn\u2019t nearly over and his voice moved over the crowd.<\/p>\n

\u201cA special request tonight for a very special lady, folks.\u00a0 For Cat, oh and Chris, I hate you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I laughed out loud and strutted onto the floor.\u00a0 Bobby played one of my numbers and I danced a seductive version of Flamenco around a grinning Chris.\u00a0 The crowd didn\u2019t thin as much as give us a little room to do our stuff.\u00a0 We barely noticed.<\/p>\n

I felt intoxicated.\u00a0 Cat was controlled, leisurely and focused on teaching.\u00a0 \u00a0I hadn\u2019t had a chance to truly let loose with all of my own sexuality in fifteen years if you counted the years I was married.\u00a0 I danced for the pure seduction of touching and taunting Chris.\u00a0 It didn\u2019t matter the consequences because we knew we\u2019d be sleeping together tonight and would probably never do it again.<\/p>\n

When the song ended Chris tried to catch me for a kiss but I skipped away and off the dance floor.\u00a0 I walked without any of Cat\u2019s leisure.\u00a0 Sexy struts took me to my stool.\u00a0 Joe met me there with a resigned frown on his face.\u00a0 He thought I had chosen Chris over him.\u00a0 Silly, sexy man, I thought.<\/p>\n

I sat on the stool and lay an arm across the bar toward Joe.\u00a0 My fingers just touched his arm.<\/p>\n

\u201cJoe,\u201d I purred at him, my eyes on his forearm.\u00a0 He just watched me.\u00a0 \u201cCan Bill handle the bar alone?\u201d<\/p>\n

I met his eyes and looked at him with my intent there.\u00a0 His features changed as he smiled and said, \u201cWe\u2019ll see won\u2019t we.\u201d<\/p>\n

I felt Chris\u2019s presence warm my back and heard him say from behind me, \u201cWell, I guess my break\u2019s over.\u201d\u00a0 I reached my other hand out to his arm and drew him closer to me.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe crowd is pretty light tonight, Joe\u201d I crooned persuasively.\u00a0 \u201cCan\u2019t Julio take the door for the rest of the evening?\u201d<\/p>\n

I watched Joe look at me then lock eyes over my head with Chris.\u00a0 I heard Chris rumble behind me, \u201cShe is used to more than one.\u201d<\/p>\n

Joe laughed and said, \u201cI\u2019m not sure two will be enough.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt will have to be,\u201d I commented, \u201cBecause after you bring me a Kamikaze, Joe, we are leaving.\u201d<\/p>\n

Joe moved off to make the drink and I glanced over my shoulder to Chris.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you know my health requirements?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJoe, Bill, Bobby and I get tested every week before First Friday for just this opportunity,\u201d he said as he ran his hands down my hair, \u201cman I love your hair.\u201d<\/p>\n

Joe came over with three Madori Kamikaze\u2019s and we each took one.<\/p>\n

Joe held his up and said, \u201cTo Cat.\u201d\u00a0 Chris echoed, \u201cTo Cat.\u201d<\/p>\n

I grinned and thought it would be silly to say \u2018to me\u2019 so I said, \u201cTo Freedom for one night.\u201d<\/p>\n

We downed our drinks and headed for the exit.<\/p>\n

Chris explained to Julio he would be doing the door for the rest of the evening and Julio looked at me and began cursing his own bad luck.\u00a0 We laughed.\u00a0 Just outside the door I stopped and turned around to face the two men with me.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you both know where the Suite is?\u201d<\/p>\n

Chris nodded and Joe said, \u201cCat\u2019s Suite.\u201d<\/p>\n

I took off my shoes a little regretful I\u2019d be ruining good hose.\u00a0 But it was my night tonight, Sarah\u2019s not Cat\u2019s.\u00a0 I stepped backward slowly away from them, shoes in hand, as I talked.<\/p>\n

\u201cAlright gentlemen, here\u2019s the challenge.\u00a0 Whoever can catch me first gets me first.\u00a0 And if you catch me before I get to the building, you get a blow job and I do so love blow jobs.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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