they get married and have a child?”
“Well if you’re really going to make me spell it out for you: They develop a deep sense of responsibility and commitment to others. They innately start putting the interests of others ahead of their own. Their universe expands because they are no longer the center of it. To put it simply Edward, they grow up.”
“Holy shit Nigel! So Nonno thought I still needed to grow up?! That’s pretty fucking insulting!”
“That would be my guess. Perhaps he wanted to ensure he was leaving his fortune and legacy in the hands of a full-grown man rather than a man-child. Surely you can’t fault him for that.”
“The fuck I can’t! He’s made it so I have to jump through ridiculous hoops just to get what is rightfully mine!”
“And what if Miss Jones doesn’t feel like joining your little three-ring circus?”
I had no answer for Nigel. I was betting on Julia saying “yes”.
11
Julia
A fter dinner that night , I took a long hot bath and an over-the-counter sleeping pill. My thoughts were reeling and racing through my brain. I needed to relax and somehow quiet my mind. One moment I was dead-set against helping Edward and my attitude was “Screw him and screw the rest of the world with him!” And the next minute I was imagining my extravagant wedding – “the high society event of the season” and picturing what our inevitably gorgeous child would look like. I couldn’t seem to stop my own mental torture.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t deny the truth of my relationship with Edward. As my boss, he was unreasonably demanding and controlling. He gave me very little latitude; the usual tight leash. So when I asked myself “What kind of husband (albeit a fake one) and father would he be?” the answer just didn’t sound too promising.
The sleep aid eventually kicked in, my eyelids became heavy and I drifted off to sleep. And boy did I ever have a doozy of a dream! Of course it had to be about me and Edward:
We were having sex in a giant bed in the middle of Golden Gate Park. It started off pretty great too – Edward had my hands tied to the headboard with his necktie and he was plowing me real slowly with my legs peeled back to my ears. Then all of a sudden I was on my knees and wearing a diamond-studded dog collar. How the hell did that happen? The necktie became a dog leash and suddenly I’m tethered to a fire hydrant while he’s screwing me from behind in typical doggie-style fashion. Next thing I know, we’re in bed in Raymond Bidwell’s office and the lawyer is feeding me a dog biscuit. Then the room starts spinning and shrinking – the walls are closing in on me and Edward is controlling everything. The dog leash morphs into puppet strings. Edward is pulling and working the strings that are attached to my hands and feet. He’s yanking me around and controlling my every move. He walks me into my Barbie Doll box, closes the top and puts me on a shelf with other dolls. He only takes me out to play with me when he needs a sex toy. He tells me he’s going to put a baby in me and next thing I know I’m wearing a wedding veil and carrying a screaming baby with a jack-o-lantern pumpkin head that has Nonno’s face carved into it!
I woke up in an ice cold sweat, whimpering and trembling. Holy shit! What the fuck was that all about! Talk about night terrors! In an instant it all came flooding back to me: The will, the marriage requirement, the baby. Oh my God what a horrible nightmare!
I heard a light tapping at my bedroom door and then my brother’s voice:
“Are you okay in there Sis?”
“Yeah…. Yeah I’m okay Michael!”
Good old Michael. Always watching out for me. I laid there awake for quite a long time trying to slow down my breathing and heart rate so I could fall back to sleep. What time was it? I looked at my alarm clock – 3AM? My brain kept mulling over the weirdness of my dream. Was there a message in it for me? Besides the obvious one about
“Well if you’re really going to make me spell it out for you: They develop a deep sense of responsibility and commitment to others. They innately start putting the interests of others ahead of their own. Their universe expands because they are no longer the center of it. To put it simply Edward, they grow up.”
“Holy shit Nigel! So Nonno thought I still needed to grow up?! That’s pretty fucking insulting!”
“That would be my guess. Perhaps he wanted to ensure he was leaving his fortune and legacy in the hands of a full-grown man rather than a man-child. Surely you can’t fault him for that.”
“The fuck I can’t! He’s made it so I have to jump through ridiculous hoops just to get what is rightfully mine!”
“And what if Miss Jones doesn’t feel like joining your little three-ring circus?”
I had no answer for Nigel. I was betting on Julia saying “yes”.
11
Julia
A fter dinner that night , I took a long hot bath and an over-the-counter sleeping pill. My thoughts were reeling and racing through my brain. I needed to relax and somehow quiet my mind. One moment I was dead-set against helping Edward and my attitude was “Screw him and screw the rest of the world with him!” And the next minute I was imagining my extravagant wedding – “the high society event of the season” and picturing what our inevitably gorgeous child would look like. I couldn’t seem to stop my own mental torture.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t deny the truth of my relationship with Edward. As my boss, he was unreasonably demanding and controlling. He gave me very little latitude; the usual tight leash. So when I asked myself “What kind of husband (albeit a fake one) and father would he be?” the answer just didn’t sound too promising.
The sleep aid eventually kicked in, my eyelids became heavy and I drifted off to sleep. And boy did I ever have a doozy of a dream! Of course it had to be about me and Edward:
We were having sex in a giant bed in the middle of Golden Gate Park. It started off pretty great too – Edward had my hands tied to the headboard with his necktie and he was plowing me real slowly with my legs peeled back to my ears. Then all of a sudden I was on my knees and wearing a diamond-studded dog collar. How the hell did that happen? The necktie became a dog leash and suddenly I’m tethered to a fire hydrant while he’s screwing me from behind in typical doggie-style fashion. Next thing I know, we’re in bed in Raymond Bidwell’s office and the lawyer is feeding me a dog biscuit. Then the room starts spinning and shrinking – the walls are closing in on me and Edward is controlling everything. The dog leash morphs into puppet strings. Edward is pulling and working the strings that are attached to my hands and feet. He’s yanking me around and controlling my every move. He walks me into my Barbie Doll box, closes the top and puts me on a shelf with other dolls. He only takes me out to play with me when he needs a sex toy. He tells me he’s going to put a baby in me and next thing I know I’m wearing a wedding veil and carrying a screaming baby with a jack-o-lantern pumpkin head that has Nonno’s face carved into it!
I woke up in an ice cold sweat, whimpering and trembling. Holy shit! What the fuck was that all about! Talk about night terrors! In an instant it all came flooding back to me: The will, the marriage requirement, the baby. Oh my God what a horrible nightmare!
I heard a light tapping at my bedroom door and then my brother’s voice:
“Are you okay in there Sis?”
“Yeah…. Yeah I’m okay Michael!”
Good old Michael. Always watching out for me. I laid there awake for quite a long time trying to slow down my breathing and heart rate so I could fall back to sleep. What time was it? I looked at my alarm clock – 3AM? My brain kept mulling over the weirdness of my dream. Was there a message in it for me? Besides the obvious one about
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