Chapter 1433 A Crazy Guided Pleasure:>Ep16

• Three months have passed since our second and last meeting under the auspices of GoDD, and Claude and I were settled into happily dating these days. Somehow, I've managed to pluck this gem of a man from the oddity of the Garden and draw him into the "real world" and us into each other's authentic lives. Some days I worried how perfect things seemed, like it was too strange and I would not be allowed this perfection for long. With a sense of impending doom, sometimes I worried the shoe would eventually drop and something terrible would happen -- a red flag will come up, or he will disappear one day, but so far, these seemed to be only my anxiety driven misgivings.
• We spent our days eating out at fantastic restaurants, exploring new venues together or showing each other around our favourites, if any were unfamiliar to the other. We were both hedonistic foodies who spared no expense on pleasures of the palate and enjoyed ourselves immensely in our joint delving into the culinary world of our city. Thai, Japanese, Ethiopian, French continental, Eastern European... there was no end to the worldwide flavour journeys we took. We hit up various museums and found we share so many interests. We soaked up one another's eagerly shared troves of knowledge and useless trivia on our respective areas of interest. He talked for hours about literature and history and I about psychology, mythology and animals. I made him do all the trails at the zoo and although he was exhausted from the walking, he kept up and lit up at my excitement to see all the critters. We laughed and enjoyed our time together to the last drop. Through it all, I could not take my eyes off Claude, whether we were out and about in the city or fucking hungrily in the privacy of our homes, and I couldn't stop marveling at the reality of having this man in my life. Calling him mine.
• A month ago, I had Claude pick me up from my weekend shift at the wildlife rehab and gave him a tour. He was so interested and awed by the work we do and the two veterinary staff who were still on shift that late evening would not stop pestering me the following week about my sexy new boyfriend and where I found him. Our public story was tame, mentioning that we met at "a club," but those who knew me well cocked eyebrows as they knew the last time I went clubbing must have been decades ago. What were we supposed to say? He was a pleasure dom at a sex club I visited one time? That secret was ours and only ours to keep.