They fronted me some of the money, and I sold everything to get the rest. I was living in a pop-up trailer for almost six months because I couldn’t afford anything else. Every cent I earned doing landscaping went to buy myself clothing to wear at the club. I had to look like a big shot even though I was dead broke. I watched as my dreams grew from the ground up, and I was there to help build each room to my specifications. I moved in upstairs in my office and lived there for about a year before I finally bought the condo. As I’m sure you have heard in the club circles, I have gone from poor to powerful in the last four years.”
“Interesting story. I’m sorry about your parents.”
“Yeah, well, me, too. I felt horrible for putting my father in a home, but he was better off there. I used to go see him two or three times a week for a few hours. Sometimes he knew me, and others he didn’t. It was a nice place, and he got good care. I don’t know what he would think of me now. He hated the idea that I was on a cleaning crew in such a place. I think he would be mortified to know that I now own one. We just broke ground on a second one outside of Ft. Lauderdale. It should be finished in four to six months. I am going to have to find someone to run it for me. I can’t spend three or four hours in each direction on the road to travel between the clubs.”
“So you are a real, live success story, huh?”
His smile flashed again, brilliant and fleeting. “I guess you could say that.”
The waiter set their salads and water on the table. “Please let me know if you need anything. Your meals will be out shortly. Is there anything else I can get you?”
“No. Thank you,” replied Condor, waiting as the man walked away. “So what is your story?”
“Nothing special. I worked my way up the ladder in the insurance business. I got my degrees at night and jumped at every position that was offered. I became the manager of the northeast branch two years ago. I was in a bar with Caroline and her fiancé one night when I met this guy. We talked for a long time, and he asked me if I wanted to go for a walk down the street to get ice cream. The bar was hot and really loud, and I accepted. We got our cones and took a walk down to the beach. Somehow we got talking about rape, and he asked my permission to rape me. I thought that he was joking and said yes. Two hours later I was lying next to him on a deserted part of the beach with my clothing ripped up. It wasn’t really rape, because he went through the motions and then stopped to ask before he actually had sex with me. It was a dangerous game that scared me, yet I liked it. It was also the best sex that I had ever had. He turned me on to X-Dare by giving me a free pass to fill out an application for a two-night trial. I became a newling the following week, and Scarab picked me up. I was his obsession for a while, and then he moved on to someone else. A year and a half after I joined, I was qualified as a lead. I still have fond memories of that first night on the beach.”
“Does he belong to the club?”
“Yes, now I play with him.”
“Do you still have sex with him?”
“On occasion. He is one of the few that I allow.”
“Seal?”
“No.”
“Gargon?”
“Yes.”
“So why is it Seal that gets to go home with you?”
Sam laughed. “Because I don’t always like waking up alone. He is cuddly and cooks me breakfast.”
“Just remember that as a guide you are not suppose to get personal.”
“Yes, sir. I will find my outside activities elsewhere. A guide can’t mess around with a club member anyway.”
“Actually, a guide can choose anyone in the club as long as it is not on their shift. Sex is fine, but I don’t like my guides to get emotionally involved with other members, because it can make for bad scenes in the future. It has happened.”
“Oh really. I didn’t know that,” she said with a sassy smile, poking her tongue through her