All Good Things

'Ah, all things come to those who wait,
(I say these words to make me glad)…..’
Violet Fane

I do not usually require confirmation of my influence upon the world around me but today a call from my Aunt Ladonna gave me such unexpected validation that it was as if the universe itself was endorsing my designs. For Minxie, darling Minxie would rest no more in the shadows, her link more than blood, more than paper, now her link to me was to be family itself. I realise that Minxie chose Ladonna for protection, the silly girl is such a child, still living in the belief that people in the world actually care about her wellbeing. She will learn soon enough that the only person she requires in her life will be me, and my choices. Once in the compound I will make all decisions regarding the rest of her life so if she wishes to hold the illusion that staying with Ladonna is protection then I shall allow her that little foible, for the second her foot steps onto my property she will be just that, my property. Minxie you delicious treat, I had to decimate half the town to get you and it will be worth every machination to hear you sigh in my ear.

A reticent Ladonna left me to my devices for although it was not her nature to deliver news without her usual spin on the moral choices of my lifestyle she was wise enough to know when to leave well enough alone and when it came to Minxie I would brook no interference. I found myself consumed with a hunger that almost burst from my skin and knew that it was imperative for the wellbeing of my staff that I leave the premises immediately. The bare knowledge that my precious Minx was soon to be within my reach fueled my desire into a torment and for a moment, I was in doubt there was a being alive able to withstand the onslaught of my passion.

I cruised the town, disciplining myself to keep from arriving on her doorstep for although Minxie has acquiesced to my demands I knew the girl would become skittish if I force the moment. All in good time, I would enjoy the fruits of this arduous labour for it has taken me many months to get my precious where I want her and it still could be derailed upon a whim. I considered giving the songbird a visit for although I had found her more exciting employment she was not grateful enough to endure the torrent I was about to unleash upon the flesh. My mind wandered over to Tim who despite having more physical stamina would not have the mental fortitude to cope with this compelling need. I was more than consumed, I was burning alive with lust from within. It was seeping from my pores, I exhaled it, while it clouded my mind, controlled my universe, as my passion for Minxie extended beyond me until it was a veritable living entity in its own right.

I found myself driving in an address I had not patronized in a good while, it was more a young man’s folly or the indulgence of age but a man in his prime such as I rarely would have need of these services. However, there are times when a need requires to be met by a professional and this industry was happy to scratch any itch if you were willing to meet the price. Determined to keep as contained as possible I parked the car and rang the bell expecting the greeting I received. A mixture of circumspect and wary greed filled the eyes of the proprietor and after a hefty sum had been agreed upon, I was free to vent for the rest of the day. It was a poor second to the joys I was anticipating in my near future but there are times in life when a need necessitates immediate expression.

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