Dismiss Their Concerns

Don't fix what isn't broken. Dismissing the concerns of your whores hadn't failed in the past, why would it fail now?

"I said we were in a relationship," you say delicately, "Not that we were dating."

"Well yes," Alexis frowns, "But I assumed-"

"Assumed," you point out, shifting the blame, "I told no lies. At any rate, I see that the two of you are concerned. Allow me to put this to rest. Veronica, are you happy?"

"Yes." There was no hesitation, no delay in her response.

Nodding at the expected response, you focus in on Alexis, continuing, " 20th century societal norms are outdated ma'am. I know that things may seem strange to you, but nowadays, there are plenty of people with unconventional relationships. As long as she's happy, why object?"

That seemed to mollify Alexis, but Katya wasn't nearly so easily convinced. "She called herself a whore. Your whore. Doesn't that strike you as a bit demeaning?"

"What's demeaning about it?" Veronica sniffs, "I'm happy and comfortable with what I am."

"You shouldn't be," Katya argues back, "This is demeaning to you, and demeaning towards women everywhere. You should be in a relationship with a man that loves you. You shouldn't be a fuck toy for a guy."

Somewhat bitterly, you reflect that she had been in a relationship with a man that loved her. Then she had gone and cheated on him. Perhaps it was a bit vindictive of you, but you hatch a new plan, your previous warm feelings toward Katya cooling considerably.

You ask, "Why not try it?"

That derails the tirade that Katya is on. She looks a bit surprised that you interrupted her feminist speech as she asks, "What?"

"Why don't you try being my whore as well?" You ask reasonably, "Perhaps you'll see what Veronica saw."

The look of disgust on her face grows, "I can't believe this. I can't believe that you're actually asking me to be your whore. You're not the man I thought that you were John. Get out."

"Excuse me?" You ask, taken aback.

"Get out and stay away from my family, or I call the cops. Veronica said that she was your whore, right? I'm fairly certain that this counts as a sex crime. Something to do with prostitution or whatever. Leave. Now."

Even while Veronica and Alexis protests, Katya's eyes don't leave your. You... hadn't expected this. "There is no need for-"

"Get. Out."

Apparently your power didn't work if the other person didn't let you speak. You could work around that. "Give me five minutes to talk. After our history together, I deserve that much, don't I?"

You see Katya teeter on the edge for a second before she gives in, "Five minutes. Go."

You exhale, relieved. With your powers, five minutes was more than enough to rework how Katya thought about this situation.

"Katya, you're overreacting" you start directly, "Your speech was dressed in feminist undertones, but I would argue it was actually rather sexist."

Refuge in audacity. You see Katya look taken aback by your accusation, which allows you to steam roll ahead, "Women should have the right to do as they please with their bodies. They should be free to sleep with just one man if that is what they wish, or with as many men as they please. What you're trying to do- You're trying to take away Veronica's choices, and that is not okay."

You see your power go to work. Katya softens immediately and you see her look a bit guilty. "You're right," she says softly, "Maybe I did overreact a little."

Before she can continue, you cut her off with a smile and a compliment, "It takes a lot of courage to admit that you're wrong. I admire you for it, but I was promised five minutes to explain myself, and I would like to use it if you don't mind."

At Katya's nod, you continue, "I think we've covered Veronica's role, but now onto yours. Well, allow me to match your apology with my own. Now, I'm not apologizing for the sentiment behind my words, I had nothing but the best intentions, as you'll come to see. I'm apologizing for how I worded it.

"Whore is an emotionally charged word with a long history. I shouldn't have used it. Instead of whore, think of yourself as a sort of," you struggle to find the right word before settling on, "Sex intern."

"Sex intern?" Katya mouths back.

"That's right," you fake confidence, "It is normal for young people to not know what they want to do with their lives so many companies offer unpaid internships. It allows them to gather some professional experience while figuring out whether they like the job and would want to do it as a career.

"Really, it's the same situation here. What I'm offering you is a chance to learn and experience life for yourself. There really is no reason for you to turn it down. Your not committing to anything, just giving it an honest shot. Who knows, maybe you'll like it. At the very least you're going to get some experience and if you don't mind me saying," you offer her an embarrassed smile, "You're probably going to need it judging by Veronica."

"Hey," Veronica shouts in protest while you and Katya laugh, the situation successfully defused.

Eventually the mirth dies down and Katya looks at you, regret in her eyes. "Oh geeze," she says, "I can't believe I misjudged you so badly. I feel absolutely awful. Can you forgive me?"

"Of course I can," you say warmly as you walk up to take a seat on the arm rest besides her, "Though you haven't answered my proposal yet. What do you say? Will you be my sex intern?"

A gleam of mischief enters her eyes, "I suppose I could give being your whore a try."

You don't miss her choice of words. Regardless, you lean in and kiss her on the lips. "Wonderful my sweet. Simply wonderful."

Things had teetered on the brink of disaster but you had managed to salvage the situation and gotten yourself a new whore out of the deal.

The question was what to do now. Did you want to bring her mom and sister into it, or did you want to take her alone?