Chess

You chuckle as you eat some of your chilli and think about your words carefully. The key to winning any war is to think ahead instead of just what is in front of you.

“I dare say you enjoyed it as much as I did, if not more.”

Your words got the response from Tay Tay you expect. She rolled her eyes, “Physical enjoyment is without anything to do with whether I consented to it before hand, which I clearly refused to.”

“And yet I own you.” With a smirk you wait for Tay Tay’s expected response.

Another roll of eyes, “Emancipation Proclamation. Read history, dork. Our contract fails to supersede the constitution of our country.”

Now you go for the kill, “Yet you let me get away with everything and anything that I want.”

You had kicked your dress shoe off and began rubbing your socked right foot up and down her left lithe svelte leg.

Tay Tay’s eyes explode in surprise and forces herself to remember to swallow the last of the chilli she is eating. She takes longer to think of how to respond, in the end she concedes and sighs in a resigned tone.

“Yes I have, because I refuse to let **** pictures and videos of me end up on the internet.”

With a chuckle you call Tay Tay’s bluff, “Bullshit, even the Quakers would fail to blame you for being ****. Amerika is far different from some backwater Muslim country that stones **** women to ****.

“You are twenty-four years old, Tay Tay. If anything a **** video would give you a well spring of sympathy that would probably get you even higher profit off your current and next album and concert sales.

“Not that I am suggesting we release it for that purpose. I understand you value this image.”

Tay Tay snaps back, “It’s not an image, it’s who I am! I don’t put on some perpetual mask to lie to my fans about who I am.”

The resulting silence is deafening with Tay Tay’s pause in her retort. “They got me here, it would be wrong to reward them for that with lies.”

Gracefully you get up and move to stand behind Tay Tay smiling with genuine warmth. You knead and massage the tension from her shoulders.

Reluctantly she gives into this pleasure and moans her joy at your touch. “Yes we are friends, Tay Tay. I may have approached you in a different way than any other boyfriend but that should just mean your experience with me will be different.”

Lazily, Tay Tay arches her eyebrows and smirks as she looks up into your eyes standing above her. “It already has been different… I am very good with… less difference now.”

With a swift decisive movement you pick Tay Tay up in your arms while passionately kissing her. This time, she is without any reservation and has her arms draped across your shoulders.