Ruby

I crawl into Ramsey’s lap, struggling to get his pants undone. Now that Layton has taken care of the ‘first time’, I feel more at ease. I realized about halfway through, that what Smith did to me wasn’t about sex. It was about power. He had it, I didn’t. The sex is neither here nor there in the grand scheme of things. The power, though? That is bigger, greater, and I have it back. I have five men in this room who would do anything for me, anything I ask. If that isn’t power, then I don’t know what is.