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Of course he wouldn’t understand. And no, there was no tension. I wanted Pike. I wanted him more than any other man in the community. But the problem was, Pike expected me to want him. And that just wouldn’t do. A Dove can’t run her household if the fellows think they have the upper hand.
“Do you want there to be tension between us?” I asked him.
“You’re confusing me,” Pike said. “I’ve seen the way you look at me. I thought…you know I just thought we might have something worth pursuing. The Seven, they’ve been prepping me to be with you since I got here.”
“I think I should have a say in who I’m with, don’t you, Pikey?” I said.
I stood and was about to walk away when I turned back to him. I moved close so my pussy was close to his mouth. He breathed in quietly but deep through his nose and I knew he was trying to smell me. I grabbed his chin and raised it up so he was looking up into my face.
“Things are about to change,” I said. “You won’t have me just because a group of women have told you we’d make a good couple. If you want me you need to show me. Do you understand?”
Pike nodded but still looked unclear.
“Pike,” I said. “Fucking show me what you will do for me. Because if you choose me and I choose you, you are fucking mine. Do you understand? You will not be Lauren’s. You will not be a free bird roaming around ready to fuck everything that moves. You will be mine. Your COCK will be mine. Think about that. Because I do not share and I don’t play nicely with others.”
With that, I turned and walked away.
It wasn’t until I was a few feet down the sidewalk that I realized my heart was pounding. Holy shit, I was nervous. What had gotten into me? Pike was big, strong, intimidating. And I’d treated him like he meant nothing.
As usual, people were lined up at Dominic’s food cart. The man was amazing at what he had to work with. Today he was serving hot cakes and some sort of warm cereal. It looked like oatmeal with raisins in it. As I stood in line to get food it seemed that everyone was checking me out, watching me.
Finally, my friend Tilda met me in line. She was the sixteen year old I mentioned living with. She was cute, with long curly black hair and a bit of a pig nose. But it made her look adorable.
“Are you ready?” she asked.
“No,” I admitted. “This day is really weird. Even people who usually say hello to me aren’t. It’s like I have an illness or something.”
Tilda laughed.
“Not an illness, sweetie. You’re just the most popular chick in camp today. Own it.”
“I’m trying to own it.”
Tilda checked me out. She always checked me out. I’d always wondered if she were bi-sexual, or even straight up gay. It wasn’t unheard
of in our community. There were two known lesbian Dove couples. Lana and Rachel were full blown lesbians. They didn’t have fellows in their house at all. It was only the two of them.
Then there was Vera and Kimberly, neighbors who both had three husbands of their own but the rumor was that they secretly enjoyed each other’s company from time to time and that the husbands might’ve even gotten involved.
Tilda walked around me, checking out my dress, and said, “Well, you’re definitely working that dress today. You’re gonna have guys all over you. What are you doing today?”
We’d made our way to the front of the line where Dominic was piling our food onto Styrofoam plates and bowls. He handed me mine and we smiled at each other for a moment. I’d always thought Dominic was a cutie, a little too quiet, but a cutie. Too bad everyone knew he was gay.
“Is that enough food for you, my Dove?” Dominic asked.
Wow, my Dove. That was definitely going to take some getting used to.
“Yes, sweetie. This will be fine. Thank you.”
As I took my plate from his hand, our fingertips touched, and he didn’t pull back right away. For a second it seemed like he might be blushing.
“Today is your day, Jess,” he said. “It’s all for you.”
I felt chills run through my body. It was for me. Today everything was for me.
When I got to the church, the Seven were already seated and waiting for me. It was a private meeting. If I’d had a mom in the community, she would’ve been invited too, but since I was basically an orphan, the Seven were my mother. I loved each of these women in my own way.
The twins, Samantha and Sienna. I always envied the way their long black hair always seemed so shiny. My light brown, kind of dirty blond hair seemed dull in comparison. And their eyes…emerald green. They were both so stunning.
