Page 43 of Purrfectly Trapped

Well, the dinner was good, the sex was better, but he turned out to be a crazy mofo, after all?

“Oh,” Gretchen said after a moment. She couldn’t hide her shock or her sorrow. “I am sorry, Uncle Uzzi, but that didn’t exactly pan out. Maybe there is someone else in your client list for me.”

“What?” Jessica gasped.

“No way,” Kylie whispered.

“Honey, what happened?” Elissa asked.

“Shhh, ladies. I am not infallible. Now, Gretchen, if you do not mind telling us, what happened?”

“Excuse me?”

She was not sure how to respond. She didn’t want to hurt his reputation with the people of Maverick Point. He lived and worked there, for fuck’s sake. Her bleeding heart was going to be the death of her, she thought, closing her eyes on a new wave of cramping.

“Well? What happened? He took you to dinner. Did he chew with his mouth open? Fart at the table? Make you pay?” Uncle Uzzi asked.

“No! Of course not,” she said, and snorted at the very idea. “Reg has impeccable table manners, and he would never have asked me to pay the bill.”

“I see. So, was he bad in bed? To,uh, insufficient to fill the position?” the old man pressed.

“What?” Gretchen couldn’t believe how outspoken Uncle Uzzi was.

It was different and refreshing, if a little strange, but still. Should she talk about her bedroom activities with Reg with a stranger? She’d always imagined herself as a little forward, but the older man positively blew her away for sheer pluck alone.

It’s not that she was keeping secrets, but how could she tell them all the truth? That Reg was delusional. A madman. A nutjob.

“Come on, you’re among friends,” Uncle Uzzi coaxed with an open and friendly smile.

“I know he took you out to dinner, but maybe he forgot to makeyoudessert.”

“Oh, uh, that is not---” Gretchen hesitated.

“I don’t know about you younger people, but that was always a definite deal-breaker with my liebling. She would always emphasize the importance of a good, solid sexual relationship between lovers. She would always say, when a man has sex with a woman if he’s not leaving her legs too weak to stand, then he did something wrong. So, can I assume he didn’t put your needs first, if so then he will be talked to and will attend proper counseling and instructional----” Uncle Uzzi said so rapidly, it took a moment for Gretchen to catch up. It sounded as if the man was making a list or something.

“Wait! No! I mean there is nothing wrong with Reg’s equipment or technique---”

“Then tell us what is wrong with him,” Elissa begged.

“I’m sorry, I just don’t think gossiping about him is right,” Gretchen replied, starting to blush.

“Oooh! Did that selfish bastard make you do the heavy lifting without a little oral reward?” Jessica asked and narrowed her eyes.

Gretchen moaned heavily. This was not going to be easy, but she supposed she better just tell them.

“Ladies, and Uncle Uzzi, please stop this. Reg was perfect. I mean the sex was fine-”

“Oh good! So, he did make you orgasm then?” Uncle Uzzi asked.

“Yes, okay! Sheesh, people,yes, okay? YES! Reg rocked my world. I orgasmed frequently. Are you happy, now?”

“Oh yay! I knew he couldn’t be that bad,” Elissa whispered.

“Get it, girl! Our Gretchen took a trip to slut-town,” Jessica joked, breaking the tension. Everyone giggled, Gretchen included.

“Good for you. I’m so jealous. It’s been a long, long time since I visited slut-town myself,” Kylie sighed.

“Ladies, please,” Elissa held up her hands to shush everyone. “I for one don’t think name calling is necessary when a woman chooses to have intercourse with someone on their first date it is their choice---”

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