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Leaving the past behind and starting a new chapter in Life.
"What, Annabelle?" I asked, wondering why she'd stopped her sentence.
"Am I supposed to call you by a special name?"
"I dunno...you tell me. It just seems like if we're really doing this, I shouldn't be calling you Neil. Maybe I should be calling you something a little more...respectful."
Ann took a deep breath. I could see the trepidation on her face as she struggled with whether she should actually tell me her desires. That she was taking her time, thinking about it, only confirmed to me just how much she wanted to do what she had in her lovely, dirty little mind. I waited, holding her hands in mine. The next move was hers. I'd asked Ann several times to tell me what she really wanted me to do with her when we got to our secret destination for the evening. I wasn't going to ask again. And I also wasn't going to change the subject. Where things went from where we were sitting would depend on if, and how, Ann answered the question.
Feeling her fingers tremble, I lifted Ann's left hand and kissed the back of it. Then I brought it a little higher, and moved my hand in hers. Taking her fingers one by one, I licked them, taking them deep into my mouth, sucking on them. She closed her eyes, and let out a little moan. When I abruptly stopped, her eyelids snapped open, her brown irises aglow with lust.
Finally, Ann tried to speak, her voice cracking as she licked her suddenly dry lips. I'd never seen her so nervous, and yet, she seemed so alive and on fire at the same time. I pushed her water over toward her, and she picked it up, taking a deep swig. If I hadn't known better, I would have thought she was gulping a beer, trying to get up some liquid courage to tell me what she wanted so desperately to say out loud.
Setting the glass down on the old, scarred oak table with a thud, Ann looked up into my eyes. "I want you to control me, Neil," she said quickly, the words slamming together with almost no pause in between them.
"I'm already controlling this trip, Ann. You know that. Didn't you enjoy yesterday?"
"You know I did, Neil. But I want you to control ME," she said emphatically.
I smiled and said, "You're going to have to be more specific, Ann."
"Anna," she said, biting her lip.
My eyebrow arched, and I said, "Pardon me?"
"You know how you call me Anna, when you want to get my attention and make me do sexy things, like you did back at the gas station earlier today. OR...when we're in one of those moods where we both know we're going to fuck each other like animals, particularly when you fuck my ass. Well...when you call me Anna, I feel...you make me feel..."
"Submissive?" I said, helping her find the word I thought she was looking for.
Ann nodded slowly, her eyes wide and unblinking. "Yes."
"So that's what you want me to do tonight...call you Anna?"
Ann smirked and said, "I don't just want you to call me Anna. I want you to make me BE Anna."
"There's a difference?" I laughed.
Ann smiled, but she didn't laugh with me. She was dead serious as she stared at me, her eyes sparkling in the bright lights of the restaurant.
"Yes, Neil...there's a difference. There's a big difference."
"So...what's the difference between Ann, and Anna?" I asked, actually interesting in hearing her distinguish between the two personas she was alleging existed.
"Ann loves you with all her heart. She's your wife to be, your best friend, your lover, and she's going to stand by your side, and do everything she can to make each and every day of our lives together fun and exciting. Anna...is your plaything. She's..."
"Annabelle," I said, interrupting her.
"I think I know where you're going with this baby. And if I can say something..."
"No, please...go on," Ann smiled.
"You're looking at this as a name thing, and whatever name I'm calling you defines the role you're feeling, or we're playing. Am I right?"
"Uh huh...it's how I feel when you call me that."
"Well...right now, you feel two different ways, right. So, Ann, and Anna, work."