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*For certain reasons, I would like it known that I'm gay and so proud of myself because someone said to my face that I'm always so full of rainbows all the time and that's why I'm gay, but it's true and also it's because I'm a freaking unicorn!*

Vanilla (because I'm too lazy to add pov and because she's the star so let her shine, y'all would have your boys back soon)

As we walk out the house and reach the stairs, I start at it and remember the fact that I had been sitting here when it was very early in the morning with a naked male next to me.

I blush and Mistress walks up to me, her face lost "Is everything alright?"

I nod, because I remember Cream words.

There was no need for her to worry than necessary anyway.

She stares at me, possibly considering trusting me or not before she smiles and says "Come on"

As we walk down the stairs, a car pulls up to us and the driver comes out.

It's a man in a black tuxedo and when he reaches Mistress, he bows and brings out a key "Miss Sweet, the keys"

"Thank you Alex" Mistress replieds with a curt nod as the man nods and walks away.

So that's her real name?

Sweet?

Who names their child that?

She walks to the car now, pressing a button as she now opens the door next to the driver seat "Vanilla?"

I walk to it, thanking her, though I mouth it, but she reads it and I enter before she slowly shuts the door and turns around.

When she's sitted next to me and the doors are all shut, she says "When I drive, I play music, now, you might think that I would not like your type of artiste but I listen to everything good, and when I say good, I mean it, rock music is too delicate for my blessed eardrums"

I smile at that.

"I would play up random songs so when you're not comfortable with it, tap once on the glass, but when it's your song, tap twice" She says "Got it?"

I want to ask why she's doing it, that there isn't any need, that my opinion didn't matter.

But she's already tuning the music.

When the first song comes up, she stares at me, hoping for a response and I tap twice on the glass.

She raises an eyebrow "Are you sure? I would be downloading the entire album of this song for the whole drive back and forth which might take a while. Is this what you want?"

Wait, I wasn't even listening!

I tap erratically on the glass as she laughs and says "I know you just tapped at random at first. I want you to take this serious. I want to know more about you Vanilla"

Know more about me?

But.... But why?

I'm literally the girl that would never become prom queen cause she can't stand a crowd and doesn't actually have the legs to catwalk for it or fake a smile and wave for an hour.

I am the girl that's always at the back of the class, hoping that school doesn't end, not because she has friends but because home wasn't the best place.

I am the girl that loved to sing more than anything in the world.

Or was the girl.

"What about this?"

A female's voice comes through and I feel myself pause in my breathing.

"Tap for your choice love"

I tap twice.

She nods, now putting the gear in motion as she sets her hand on the wheels "Enya huh?"

I don't say anything. I just look outside the window.

Dad.... Dad used to play this before he....

I can remember his smile, the pat on my head when I told him Mother had tried hurting me again, I remember him playing her song, telling me I was celtic too, and my Irish blood was evident through my hair and my....

I grip unto the crucifix.

It was his....

I feel a warm hand rest on mine and I turn.

She's not looking at me, her eyes still on the road but her hand grips mine telling me once more that it was okay.

That i was safe.

I sigh, resting more now and looking back outside the window.

She finally pulls over, her hand leaving mine though it makes me feel sad before I try walking out of the car though she tells me to stay and opens the door for me.

I mouth a thank you as I come out.

Her hand holds me again as she locks the doors and pulls me into some sort of boutique.

The cold air and smell of roses hit me as she pulls me in "Eudora?"

A voice squeals and a lady runs out, she has glasses on and a blouse with a large skirt that makes her look sort of nerd like, except she seemed to also contrast with the place.

There are expensive clothes with very....

Mistress smiles at her "Hello Eudora"

The lady smiles brightly at her in a way that makes me want to shield her from Mistress, the same way I wanted to shield my candy everytime the kids at the orphanage stared at it "Miss Sweet"

"I had to bring her here" Mistress says "She's new to the house and needs clothes but I can't stay to help her so you would be the one picking everything, including her underwear"

I blush immediately.

The other woman does not seem to mind as she says "Of course!"

Mistress turns to me as I suddenly grip her tighter, but she does not seem to even notice the grip, rather, she just plays with my hair, her touch gentle.... Always gentle "I would be back soon. In the next two hours. If I am not back, I would send someone to come pick you but I should be back, okay?"

I slowly nod, because her touch is euphoric, and because I can barely think or see straight and nodding just seems like the right thing to do.

She chuckles "Cute" Then walks away.

A part of me feels like she would never come back, that she just wanted me down easy, that I would... Should have never hoped on so much, but Eudora touches me and when I turn, she says with a smile "How are the boys?"

I want to tell her.... But nothing comes out.

I can't even think of words, I'm too scared to....

But she does not mind as she walks off, picking different clothes from the rack "You look like you would rather skirts and dresses than trousers. Tell me, yellow or pink?"

She begins to pick random clothes, not minding the fact I am not replying, not minding the fact that as she drops down a bunch of lace underwear and bras, I cannot look at her.

Later, I am walking through the store as she pauses behind me and says "You're into lingerie?"

I freeze, obviously terrified as she says "Well, you seem quite trim. I bet the boys would like it, why don't you try it?"

The next minute, I am staring at a mirror that covers the whole wall, wearing a bikini and garter socks, wearing a bra that leaves little to the imagination and long gloves, a corset around my stomach and....

An embarrassing mouse headband.

I blush, trying to cover everything until I hear a voice say "Stop"

That one word.....

That one word had me unable to move.

I can see Mistress on the mirror and for the first time, I am noticing what she had on.

A navy blue suit, with trousers, the suit opened and an armani watch glistening on her left wrist....

And the dark look in her eyes.

They seem to start at me so predator like, as if she was ready to eat me right there and then and the thought....

I squeeze my laps together as she lets out an hiss before the look disappears and is replaced with a soft chuckle "Apologies Vanilla. You must be cold"

... What?

That.... Those words were not the words I expected.

She walks behind me, removing her suit and putting it on my shoulder and as I start at the refection, I see her eyes staring at me too.

I blush again, as she says "I would leave you to undress and send Eudora to pack this"

Then she walks out of the room.....

And I hate it.....

I hate it because I wanted....

I look back at the reflection.

Because I wanted her to kiss me.