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“Gee, Mom, what title are you speaking of?” Kitty Cat's silverware clanks onto her plate as she glares at her mother.
“Why, the Lord's Lady, of course!” her mother smiles broadly and looks around the table, “A Lady should always be available to her Lords, and she should know her place at all times.”
I squeeze Kitty Cat's leg because I know she's about to explode on her mother, “Catalina knows her place and is turning out to be an amazing Lady, Mrs. Scott.”
“Oh, that's a little hard to believe since she hasn't done what is expected of her since she was a sophomore in high school!” Ashlee titters, “When I was the Lord's Lady, I was at their every beck and call. You can't even imagine what all of them demanded of me...”
Kitty Cat's expression goes from anger to disbelief before her eyes sneak a peek at my mother. My mom knows all about the Lords and Lady of Sin, and it was never talked about. In fact, I don't think she even knew that Ashlee was the Lady back in the day, and if the glare that my mother gives my father is any indication, I'm right. My mother throws her napkin down, stands up, and thanks Mr. Scott for the invitation before leaving the dining room and the house. The next thing I hear is my father's Porcha revving and driving away.
“Well, I guess I will be calling an Uber when I'm ready to leave,” my father chuckles.
“Mr. Scott,” I startas we finish our meal, “I was wondering if you could send an email to the Saints requesting an audience. It's come to our attention that one of the Saints may be involved with the threats.”
I hear a gasp beside me, “You never told me this!”
I look at her as if she's daft, “We were talking about it in my room the other night.” I pinch her leg, knowing it's going to leave a mark. I'm going to have to remind her later which night it was.
“Oh yes, I'm sorry. I have a lot on my mind these days.” Her fake smile is believed by our parents but not by me.
“I don't see why that would be an issue, but it will be up to you to keep that group there once Felicia realizes you want the audience.” The Provost chuckles.
“Why would the Saints not want to be there with the Sinners?” Mrs. Scott inquires.
“Because, Mom, the Saints are forbidden to associate with the Sinners,” Kitty Cat sneers.
“Oh, but what about you?” she asks her daughter, confused.
“I'm not going to get into that right now, Mother.”
“Who is the President now?” Ashlee looks around the table, and I don't miss the strange looks coming from my father and Mr. Scott.
“Felicia Howard,” I answer her, “ a.k.a. the dragon lady.”
“Howard? Why does that sound familiar?” she looks to her husband and then my own father.
“Her mother was the President your Junior year, dear.” Mr. Scott replies, tight-lipped.
“Oh...” Mrs. Scott drags it out, and suddenly, the subject is changed, “Who wants dessert?” She gets up and starts clearing the dishes.
“Here, let me help with that,” my father offers.
This is perfect timing as I hand my plate to my father and accidentally tip it, making the rest of the spaghetti fall down the front of my shirt, “Oh shit!”
“You are such a klutz sometimes,” my father says in amusement, knowing very well that I'm not, “Cat, will you be a doll and show my son to the restroom and help him before that stain sets in?”
“Of course, she will!” Mrs. Scott eyeballs her daughter.
“Follow me,my Lord,” Kitty Cat says sarcastically, glaring at her mother. Taking my hand, she pulls me from the room, but she can't see the wicked grin spread across my face.
I don't know what my father is up to now, but I don't care. It's time to play with my Kitty Cat and play with her, I will. I will have her screaming my name through the gag in her mouth as I take her in her parents’ house.
Catalina
Icannot believe mymother. I've never seen her act this way before, especially around guests. Typically, she likes to put on a show, making it seem like we are the perfect family. If she's going to lecture me, she will wait until after our guests have left. What makes the Harrises different, or at least, Mr. Harris, since it seems like Oakley's mom knew nothing of my mother's role with the Lords back in the day.
Mom and I used to have a wonderful relationship; she seemed so loving. I never would have thought that she would pretty much give me away to a group of guys who will use me for their own needs and pleasures. Her insistence on me joining the Saint's Sorority now makes sense. Although it's clear that she knew nothing of the new rule, it's plain to see that my father never told her.
I'm two seconds away from screaming at my mother when I feel Oakley pinch my thigh, warning me to stay quiet. When he drops his food down the front of his shirt, I'm happy to get away from my mother, but not before getting a little jab in by calling Oakleymy Lord.
