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“You look upset, Cia,” Bruce observed.
I shot him an angry glance. “You tell me right now, what kind of fucked-up place is this?”
He tilted his head with a speculative expression on his face. “Care to share what has gotten you so upset?”
“I’m on to you and your perverted little scheme,” I shouted and pointed a finger accusingly at him. “You are trying to make G and me have sex.”
Gabriel gasped and Bruce lifted an eyebrow, which was the closest thing to a full-blown hissy fit I had ever seen from this permanently calm man.
“Certainly not – in fact I would strongly recommend that you don’t. Why would you think otherwise?”
I placed my hands on my hips. “Because I was just lectured about games to play with your daddy in the forest.”
“What games?” Gabriel asked and looked completely baffled.
“Let me think. There is the snail game, the P game, and something about a snake too.”
“The what?” Gabriel asked and looked to Bruce for help.
“Oh, and you know what,daddy?” I said sardonically. “In case you’re interested, Anna says you can babysit her anytime and that she would love to play games with you in the woods.”
Bruce stood rooted to the ground but folded his arms and observed us closely.
Gabriel on the other hand placed both hands on top of his head and looked perplexed. “I’m sorry, but I don’t know what snail and P stands for, I can kind of guess that snake has something to do with the male physiology… oh wait, so snail is…” Gabriel trailed off and a smile lurked in the corner of his mouth. “Right, but the P… what is the P game?”
“P for punishment,” I snorted.
“Kinky.” Gabriel smirked and squeezed himself into the swing. “And Anna wants to do that with me?”
I wanted to throttle him for being so damn insensitive.
“Yes, apparently she does – anytime you want.”
Gabriel opened his mouth to speak but Bruce held up a hand to silence him. “I’m going to stop you right there, before you say something that you can’t take back,” he said.
“I was just going to say that…”
“I know what you were going to say and I strongly suggest that you don’t say it.”
Gabriel knitted his brows. “You can’t possibly know what I was going to say.”
“Your body spoke it before your words did, and trust me, you don’t want to say it. You already said enough.”
Gabriel shut his mouth and muttered low under his breath.
“I can understand that you’re upset, Cia, but let me explain,” Bruce said and looked straight at me. “Anna and Mark do role-playing for a different reason than you two, and I’ll have a word with them since they’ve broken quite a few of our basic rules.”
“So they aren’t clients of yours,” I asked.
“In a way, but they don’t follow the program like you do. Mark is a regular, he comes a few times a year and typically brings a daughter. Anna has been with him for a few years now.”
“But why do they come if they don’t have to?”
“They are into age play and enjoy the opportunity to live it out among others. We welcome it, as it helps our clients feel more comfortable when others are wearing regression clothes too.
“However, they are not allowed to use the forest for sexual escapades, and they know not to approach clients here with any talk about age play.”
Gabriel spoke up. “What the hell is this age play thing? Are they pedophiles?” he asked with disgust.
