A delivery man with something disgusting

The hands rubbing Anna's shoulders disappeared.

"I'll get it!"

A blur of blonde obedience rushed to the door. He quickly signed for the package, then brought it dutifully to his girlfriend.

"What's this?" asked Anna, taking the box.

"It's, well, it's a present. I hope you like it."

Anna opened up the box and pulled out a leather bondage suit. "What the fuck?!"

The blonde man looked scared. "I, I, I know you said you weren't into it, but I thought-"

"Ewww!" Anna dropped the suit back into the box and tossed it away.

The blonde man dropped to his knees and clasped his hands together. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

"It's fine!" said Anna. "It's FINE! Just, just go away for a bit, okay?"

He jumped to his feet and ran off. Dan and Charles exchanged bemused looks, then Charles got up too and took the groceries to the kitchen.

"Hey," said Anna to Dan, who was lightly kissing one foot, then the other. "What's the deal with... um..." She tried to act silly by slapping her forehead. "Brain fart! I'm blanking on his name."

Dan shrugged. "Don't ask me. You've never used it in front of us. You always call him something like 'shitstain' or 'asslicker', not that you ever let him touch your ass."

"But... don't you guys talk to him?"

Dan laughed. "No, no. We don't really like him very much, and he focuses so much on being like your servant that he doesn't really care about us. Are you okay?"

"Yeah! I'm fine. I'm just trying to decide what to do about... that guy."

Anna pulled out her phone and started going through her social media sites. As she looked through all the pictures, memories from her new life started to come to her. She looked at the pictures and saw that the blonde guy had always been there as other boyfriends came and went. He was always in the background, and she never talked about him in her posts, but she slowly started to remember that she hadn't actually liked the guy in years.

She struggled to understand why she would keep someone like that around until she got to pictures from high school. Then it came to her. He'd been her first boyfriend. They'd been intense at first, but it hadn't worked out. She'd wanted to stay friends, but he'd begged her to let him stay with her, even if he never got to touch her. Over time she'd started to resent him, but still kind of care for him like a pet. He'd turned from boyfriend to friend to servant, and somewhere along the way she'd started to be annoyed by him. She could remember the names of all the other ex-boyfriends she saw in the pictures, but she couldn't remember his because she'd actually forgotten it in her new life.

Anna thought about what she should do.