Friend of the family - Older Man 45+

Kara's head is spinning as Tom forces his fingers in her mouth, the fingers that he had just pulled out of her pussy. The scent, and the taste are intoxicating and she begins to lick and clean his fingers, moaning with enjoyment. His demeaning words are like slaps across her face and like when he smacks her ass, she feels herself get a little wetter upon each utterance. Kara is like a rag doll in Tom's hands, as he pulls her to him, then pushes his cock into her from behind, grasping her hair and pulling her back.

Tom's passionate kiss takes her over the edge and she begins to get into his rhythm pushing back as he pushes forward, pulling back as he pulls back. Kara realizes that she wants to be Tom's slut, his whore. As he uses her, Kara feels her juices run down the inside of her thighs. Her hand moves down to her clit and rubs it and Tom chuckles in her ear. She is embarrassed that he knows that she has become the wanton he predicted she would become, but she doesn't care as it feels so good. She feels it build, higher and higher, she is going to explode. Kara screams and her body jerks uncontrollably as she cums just as Tom is demanding; "Tell me what you are Kara, tell me what a naughty little bitch you are." She lifts her head and looks back at him, her eyes glazed over, "Sir I am your naughty little bitch." Kara slumps and goes limp in Tom's arms, as she soars higher and higher and then crashes, slumping in a faint.
 
"Sir I am your naughty little bitch."

"No sweetie" Tom whispered, after Kara passed out in his arms "You're a beautiful woman, who deserves everything you get."

Tom caarried Kara's body over to the bed, and he laid her down on the soft sheets, climbing in next to her. Tom cuddled with Kara on the bed, and he occasionally whispered to her sleeping form.

"Your a good girl, Kara. Your a good girl Kara. and I'm going to do my best to see that you get what ever you truly want baby."

Tom kissed his sleeping beauty under her ear, and he relaxed next to her, finally falling asleep with his new lover in his arms.
 
Kara slowly awakened and found herself wrapped in the arms of Tom. She slowly extracated herself from his muscular arms and sat up on the edge of the bed. She quickly stands up due to the stinging on her well spanked bottom. On very unsteady legs she makes her way to the bathroom and turns on the light. Kara gasps when she sees her own reflection in the large mirror. Her hair is amass of tangled tresses falling everywhere. Her lips are swollen and red and she smiles as she remembers the passionate kisses Tom gave to her. No demanded of her. She runs two fingers over the lips gently, bringing back the recollection of Tomʼs glistening fingers glossing her lips with her own juice, then her sucking and licking his fingers clean.

She turns to look at her bottom in the reflection of the full length mirror and can see reddened handprints from the back of her thighs (extending inside as well) over her entire ass. She reaches back and lightly touches her left check and her pussy starts to dampen. Kara notices various bite marks, sucking marks, and chafing on her neck, shoulders, breasts and even on her arms. As her fingers glide over each area, her pussy dampens and her body shakes as she recalls each thrust, each spank, and each dirty name he called her. Kara closes her eyes to relive last evening and she senses Tom behind her. She opens her eyes and their eyes lock in the mirror. Tom puts his arms around her and pulls her back, his hands on her tits, squeezing them. A slight blush appears on her chest and face as they watch her nipples immediately respond. Tom laughs. Kara turns in his arms and puts her arms around his neck and pulls him close, holding him tight to her. She lifts her face slightly and whispers in his ear, "Thank you Tom, thank you."
 
Tom took Kara in his arms as she looked over herself in the mirror. She looked at all the little marks he had left on her, and at some of the larger ones on her ass.

Kara had made a leap last night, a leap of faith, trusting herself to him, and Tom had opened a door for her, to show Kara that there was more to sex and love, that what she had been taught, and conditioned to believe.

Kara turned in his arms and she thanks him "Thank you Tom, thank you." Then they kissed tenderly.

"You're very welcome, Kara." he replied. "Last night was very special to me honey, it will be something I'll always remember, and cherish." Tom said and he kissed her neck again.

"Just remember though Kara, I did nothing special last night, I just took you as I wanted to. Even though I knew that you would enjoy it, what I did last night was for me sweetie. As we go along Kara, you will begin to take what you want too honey."

Tom let Kara go and he started to play with her hair, bringing it into some sort of order on her head, and he smiled. "Kara in the world, there are leaders and followers. Leaders who have the power to do what they think is best, and the will to carry that vision out. Last night I led Kara, I led and you followed, and we had a wonderful time." Tom said kissing her

"In time Kara you will learn to lead yourself, it will be your ideas that we act on, you will learn how to follow your heart, and have the will to see it through. All I can do is show you the way honey, you have to be willing to do the work."

"Last night you saw yourself as a naughty little bitch Kara. You submitted to my will, and you found out that you liked it. All of us have a naughty little bitch, or bastard inside us, It's what you do with it that matters honey."

Tom took Kara in his arms again and he kissed her passionatly, then he took Kara back to the bed. He laid her on the rumpled sheets and he took his place between her legs and he rubbed his hard cock up and down Karas wet slit.

"Tell me what you want Kara, tell me... and I'll give it to you."
 
Kara looked up at Tom as he held her and spoke about the previous evening. She disagreed that he did anything special, as Kara had never experienced such erotica excitement, nor did she know that a spanking could be so sensual. At first she had been frightened at his rough treatment, then she had felt confused at her sexual response to that rough treatment and the rougher Tom was the more inflamed she became. As Tom untangled her hair, she didn't think that she ever wanted to lead this man, she always wanted to follow him. She smiled at him when he referred to her admitting that she was a naughty little bitch. As Tom took her in his arms again and kissed her, she melted against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist. She was being carried out of the bathroom in his arms.

Kara couldn't take her eyes off of Tom as he laid her on the bed and then followed placing himself between her legs. Kara spread her legs to accomodate Tom. He rubbed his cock up and down her slit and then asked her "Tell me what you want Kara, tell me... and I'll give it to you." Kara blushed and turned her head. Tom brought her face back. "Tell me." he insisted. Kara looked him in the eye and said "I want you to teach me to lead. I want to explore and discover all the sides of me. I want to learn from you and make you proud...but most of all.... Tom I want you to put your cock inside of me and fuck me." Tom was more than happy to submit to her will...this time.
 
"I want you to teach me to lead. I want to explore and discover all the sides of me. I want to learn from you and make you proud...but most of all.... Tom I want you to put your cock inside of me and fuck me."

Tom smiled and he slid his cock into Karas soaking wet pussy.

"Baby If everything works out all right, I won't have to teach you how to lead, you will do it on your own, to please me honey. You see Kara, you won't be leading me, you will be helping others, by leading them. In that respect you will stand by my side as an equal.

But in private, just between us, you will always serve me in any way I desire Kara." Tom whispered to her then he kissed her neck, as he started to slowly screw his woman.

Tom kept thrusting slowly into Kara, giving her soft kisses and loving nips with his teeth, he whispered in her ear about how lovely she was and how much he loved to take her. His fingers found her nipples and he toyed with them, making them ache as he tugged and twisted them.

Tom moaned into her ear, "Baby someday you may be rich and powerful, but you will always be my naughty little bitch, my little sex slave. You will always serve me Kara, from now to the day we die, you will always be mine." He said and then he took her a little harder and faster, his passion growing, along with the desire to make her cum for him.
 
Tom moaned into her ear, "Baby someday you may be rich and powerful, but you will always be my naughty little bitch, my little sex slave. You will always serve me Kara, from now to the day we die, you will always be mine." He said and then he took her a little harder and faster, his passion growing, along with the desire to make her cum for him.

As the head of Tom’s cock entered her, Kara gasped with pleasure at the initial penetration. Kara savored the intense feeling that felt so right. He descended all the way into her and stopped moving. Kara appreciated that he was giving her a moment to accommodate him. Tom then began to enlighten her on their future and how he will encourage her to succeed and be a leader and how they would stand side by side as equals. Then his tone altered slightly, once again causing Kara to shiver, a bit fearful and at the same time aroused as Tom spelled out his expectations. “But in private, just between us, you will always serve me in any way I desire Kara."

Before she could ask for clarification on what he meant by serving him in private, Tom began to move inside of her, slowly making love to her. Her entire body tingled. As he continued the sweet combination of pleasure and pain buried any thought of hesitation or concern she may have had due to the passion she felt. Kara had never imagined that such intense feelings even were possible as Tom seem to touch every part of her, every nook of her body. He explored her body and discovered areas on her body that made her wild. Kara lifted her hips to meet Tom’s thrusts and as he declared that she belonged to him forever, she melted as if she were an ice cube left in the sun. Tom moved in and out of her faster and harder, as if he needed to leave an indelible reminder of his possession of her. Kara’s head moved back and forth on the pillow, her hair tangling even more. Her pussy was on fire, Tom generating friction so intense that she thought she would ignite and cause flames to shoot out of her. As the flames ignited and exploded, Kara squealed his name and her hands moved up his back, her nails leaving a trail of red streaks. Kara contracted her walls and at the moment she exploded she clenched herself around Tom’s cock. In her haze, she heard him groan loudly. Her body could not, would not stop convulsing, causing jerking motions. The room filled with the sounds of their mutual shouts of ecstasy, their bodies slapping together and the wet, sloppy sound that is created when cock pistons in and out of wet pussy. The sounds only stimulated Kara more and validated Tom’s referral of her as “my naughty little bitch, my little sex slave.” And she knew then and there that she could want for nothing else in her life, as long as she belonged to this man.
 
Tom was amazed at Kara's response to him when he started to make love to her. She seemed to come alive with his touch, finding pleasure in everything he did. He couldn't explain it, but it felt like this was the first time that Kara had made love with her eyes wide open, being an active participant, rather than being a piece of fuck meat for him to pound.

Kara met his thrust with ones of her own, and she explored Tom's body as much as he did to hers, and soon both of their moans filled the little hotel room. Tom heard and felt Kara orgasm under him, he was so proud of her, the way she enjoyed her lust, and Tom kept his pace up, screwing the young woman right through her climax as his was coming much closer as he rammed his cock over and over into her constantly spasming pussy.

It seemed to him that Kara couldn't stop cuming, as each thrust seemed to bring a new moan, or movement. Her voice rose in pitch with each "oh" she moaned, and Tom knew that she was going to explode in a very powerful orgasm and he wanted to fill her womb with his seed as she came.

"Cum Kara, Cum for me" He demanded, as he felt his balls tighten, knowing he was only a few moments away. Tom Gripped her hair, and he kissed his bitch hard as his last thrusts flew into her.

They seemed to explode together, and their groans and screams filled the room. Toms whole body shook with the fury of his climax, as he went rigid over Kara, his cock blasting her depths, with shot after powerful shot of his love.

"Oh Kara, that was magnificent baby," Tom whispered to her after then had calmed down a little bit, and caught their breath once again.
 
Kara slowly opened her eyes and she smiled when Tom's face came into focus. She licked her lips and put her arms around his neck and held him closer. "I never knew it could be like that Tom..." she whispered against his ear. "Don't leave yet.." Kara begged as she had felt Tom moving away from her. She sighed as he lowered himself back onto her and chuckled. Kara laid under Tom, her hands grazing gently over his back.

"Tom? I could use one of those steak and lobster omelets we talked about last night...I'm starving!" Kara said as she gently pushed Tom over . She swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, her legs a bit unsteady, but she felt great. Tom rolled off the bed also and Kara watched as he stretched his arms and legs. She jumps as Tom's open hand lands in the middle of her bare butt and he tells her to order some coffee and omelets and then join him in the bathroom. As she dials room service, she watches Tom walk across the room and disappear into the bathroom. The sound of water filters from the bathroom as Tom has turned on the shower. Kara finishes up the order, thanking the person on the other end. Humming and smiling she heads to the bathroom.
 
"I never knew it could be like that Tom..." she whispered against his ear. "Don't leave yet.." Kara begged...

Tom laid back down between her legs and he laid down on top of Kara. He snuggled against her body and he looked into Kara's eyes.

"Careful honey," Tom whispered in her ear, "Its very easy to get addicted to the pleasure of sex, or to the pain of passion, as it is any other drug Kara." he said before kissing her. "Use everything to your advantage Kara, no matter what it is honey."

After Kara announced she was hungry, Tom reminded her with a good swat on her ass, that the steak and lobster were still in the car, and most likely spoiled now, so he told her to order from Room Service, and to join him in the shower.

He went in the shower, and he started the water, while he heard Kara on the phone. He took a moment and smiled, thinking of how far they had come in just one evening. He could tell right away that Kara loved the idea of him helping her, once she had understood his offer. She would be a good student, and a good leader eventully, but for now Tom still had a lot to teach the young woman.

He heard the curtin slide open, and Kara stepped in, and Tom turned towards her. She smiled at him, and announced that breakfast would be ready in about 20 minutes. Tom just nodded as if he expected to hear nothing else, and he picked up the soap and the wash cloth and he handed them to Kara.

"I think you know what to do honey," he said wit ha smile.
 
Kara took the washcloth and soap from Tom's hand and stepped into the shower. She pushed him back a bit so that the spray of water soaked her hair, face and front of her. She pushed her hair back, and then she bent her head back so that the water slicked her hair off of her forehead. Holding the washcloth in her hand she vigorously rubbed the soap into it creating a lather. Starting at his neck, she washed it all the way around and stopped and cleaned behind his ears. Kara brought the washcloth down his left arm, lifting it perpendicular to his body. She washed the upper and lower arms down to the wrist and lifting his arm, she lathered his underarm. Each finger was washed individually and the hand done, top and bottom. She repeated the process on his other arm. Kara rinses the washcloth and soaps it again. Placing it on Tom's collarbone, she stroked the washcloth across his chest horizontally, moving downward to the top of his groin. She covers a finger with the washcloth and inserts it into his belly button. Kara's hand moved downward and wrapped the washcloth around his manhood and stroked it up and down, as she looked up into his eyes. She let her hand move back and she wrapped the washcloth around his balls, squeezing gently as she washed each ball. She starts to reach for his cock again and Tom grabs her wrist. Kara looks up with a sly smile and says "I know breakfast is on its way."

Kara watches Tom rinse off and finish his shower. There is a knock at the door, Tom offers to go and let room service in and steps out of the shower. Kara shampoos her hair and then puts in conditioner and lathers her body and then steps under the spray and rinses off. She turns off the water and steps out of the shower. She wraps a towel around her head and quickly dries herself and throws on one of the hotel terry cloth robes. The table is set with two plates covered with silver lids, a pot of coffee and two glasses of orange juice. Kara walks over to the table and Tom holds out a chair for her. Tom sits down and Kara picks up the coffee pot, "Tom would you like some coffee?" I offer and he holds up his cup for me to fill. We lift the lids and place on the credenza behind me. Our nostrils fill with the delightful smells of breakfast. Kara digs in and after satisfying her initial hunger, sits back in the chair, her hands on her tummy. "Tom what are our plans today?"
 
Tom sat down with Kara and he ate his breakfast while watching the young woman. He had enjoyed her showering him, and he had wanted to return the favor, but the breakfast had come too soon.

Tom considered her question, while he took a sip of the coffee and creamer. "We get your things over to my house Kara, then you can call your Father and tell him everythings going Ok. then we'll get you set up in the house, and by then it should be lunch time." he said with a smile. "Is there anything you would like to see in town here honey? Shopping perhaps?" He asked?
 
Kara thought for a moment, then asked, "Tom, I am not sure if I need to shop or not. Let me show you what I brought with me." Kara popped up out of her chair and opened her suitcases. She produced two suits, 1 black and 1 blue, five blouses that would work with either suit, 2 pairs of jeans, 4 t-shirts, and of course her little black dress that she wore last night. "I have a lot of clothes at home, but didn't want to bring them until I got settled. Most of those are casual, like jeans,etc." Kara caught herself in the mirror and saw her hair still in the towel turban. "I have to dry this or it will be out of control." she says as she walks to the bathroom, pulling off the towel.

Kara adds some defrizzer to her hair and runs it through with her fingers. She then runs a comb through the mass and picks up the hotel hair dryer and begins to dry her hair. "Tom, how do you think I should tell my father about us? Do you think he will be mad? Do you live in the city or in the suburbs?" she fired at him over the din of the hair dryer and not waiting for his answers. She bends at the waist and flips her hair forward, drying the underside. When she flips it back and stands she jumps as Tom is now standing in the doorway. "You scared me." she says nervously laughing.
 
Tom stood in the doorway as Kara kept up her monologue, and when she turned around, he could see that she was nervious again. Tom held out his arms to her, and Kara almost ran to them, and Tom hugged her tight.

"Honey don't worry about a thing for right now, you're starting to worry, and that's the last thing I want you to do today." Tom said then he held Kara tight and kissed her softly. He took her over to the suit case, and he picked out a top and some jeans for her to wear, and he left her to get dressed while he did the same.

They got everything packed up and Tom turned to Kara, "All set?" he asked. She smiled and nodded and Tom gave her a little kiss. "Good. I just wanted to take a last look at the first place I ever made love to you, honey."

Tom took Kara's suit cases down to the lobby, and the carhops brought the car around, and he loaded her suit cases in the trunk. Kara was sitting in her seat already, so Tom took off when he got behind the wheel.

As he drove, Tom looked over at Kara, "You can tell your Father anything you want too honey, as much or as little as you want, just make sure that what you do tell him is the truth. You don't have to lie, but you don't have to volunteer information either. As for where I live, it's in the city, and you'll see it in about 20 minutes."
 
Kara stared out the windshield putting together possible conversations when she calls home. She had a nervous feeling ever since Tom had mentioned calling her parents to update them on her whereabouts. All of the doubts and fears went away as she turned her head and watch Tom get into the driver's seat. He was so confident and she likes the way he takes charge. Tom put the car into gear and drove forward slowly. Kara looked back at the hotel, warmly looking at the place that held such a special memory and she reached over and put her hand on Tom's thigh. She saw a small smile of satisfaction cross his lips as she did so.

Tom manuevered easily through the city traffic and Kara loved that he pointed out landmarks, and adding historial background. It was a beautiful day, with a clear blue sky and the sun shining. She loved the energy of the city and she watched before her some of what Tom has been trying to convey to her. She spotted the confident, self assured women right away, giving off an air of successfulness, as they held their heads up and looked straight forward with a look of "stand aside I know where I want to go and how I am going to get there." She wanted to exude that confidence too and with Tom as her mentor she would attain that goal. Kara looked over at him again, squeezed his thigh and he acknowledged her by caressing her hand as he continued with another historical bio on another landmark.

The car made a right turn and into a garage. Tom parked the car and popped the trunk before getting out. Kara jumped out of the car, eager for the next phase to begin, as the first phase has been very nice she thought to herself and then grinned. She had to hurry her walk to keep pace with Tom's strides. He carried those two suitcases like they were made of marshmallows. Tom stopped and turned making sure that Kara was still with him and she gave him a radiant smile as she caught up with him and stood by his side. He pushed the "up" arrow on the elevator and when it arrived Kara stepped in the nicest elevator she had ever been in. She held her breath when the elevator stopped and the doors opened. As she stepped out, she kner her new life was going to be exciting.
 
Tom watched Kara as they drove through downtown. They would go and pick up her car later on today, but for now, Tom wanted to get the young woman into his Condo. He liked how Kara rested her hand on his thigh, and he noticed that every time she found something that brightened her mood, she would give his thigh a little squeeze.

He showed Kara a few of the sights around the city as they drove, they would help her in time once she started to srive herself around, it was good to know where the landmarks were, as a reference point.

Tom noticed Kara looking at other things, when they were downtown. She was watching the business women, the ones that were dressed for success, and Tom could tell that she wanted a slice of fthat life for herself. He gave Kara's hand a little squeeze when she had noticed one of the woman, and Tom smiled and nodded to her, letting Kara know without words that she was just as capable as any of them.

When they arrived at his Condo, he gave Kara plenty of warning, so she could memorize the street, and the turn in to his Garage. Once inside they got on the elevator, and rode it to the top floor. The elevator door opened to a small hallway, that had a single door at the end. Tom took out his key and he opened the door to his condo, and he waved Kara inside.

"Welcome to your new home honey" Tom said to Kara, with a smile.
 
Kara was impressed when Tom pushed the highest number on the elevator panel. When the elevator arrived and the door opened she looked around the hallway and saw only one door. She was still looking about when she heard Tom put the key in the door and he opened it. He held out his hand to her "Welcome to your new home honey" he says to her with a smile on his face. She moved into the apartment slowly, Tom had his hand on her back He propelled her forward and she quickly gasped as she looked at a room that is right out of a magazine. Kara walked forward into the very modern living room and ran her hand over the back of the ultra modern white sectional sofa. She walked toward the wall of windows overlooking the city. She could only imagine what it looked like at night. Out of the corner of her eye she watches Tom take her 2 suitcases down the hall and disappear to the right.

Kara moves back to the front door entry and removes her shoes, being intimidated by the white furnishings and gleaming hardwood floors. She didn't want to leave a mark. She moved back into the room and headed to the right where she sees a dining room table and a counter bar with 3 chairs. She peeks into the kitchen and gasps as she runs her hand over the granite counters. She has never seen such a beautiful kitchen. "You are going to have to learn to cook something more than Macaroni and Cheese." Kara thinks to herself. She then starts to imagine Tom and her cooking dinner together, laughing and talking as they chop vegetables. She is brought out of her reverie as she feels Tom's hand on her back and his lips on her neck. She shivers at the thought that she will be living here and with him. Her curiosity moves her back to the living room and she takes in the open fireplace.

To the left of the living room is a hallway and to the right is a door... she looks in and takes in the big bed and the wall of windows. She didn't think she really like this type of decorating, but she had to admit it was very stylish and clean...very clean. She sits on the end of the bed and looks into the bathroom...with wonder and awe in her eyes she moves into the bathroom and takes in the double vanity, the biggest walk in shower she has ever seen and then the real selling point the extra long, very deep bath tub. She looks over and sees Tom leaning on the door jamb watching her with a huge grin on his face. "Is this really real? You live here?" she asks as she moves into his arms, once again wondering what she has gotten into, she feels so out of her league. She buries her face into his chest trying to get reassurance from his strong arms that she belongs here.
 
Tom held Kara tight in his arms as she took in her new surroundings. "Yes it's all real Kara, you are a part of it now sweetie. You fit in here with me, the perfect balance that makes us a couple.

Some Day perhaps you will have a place like this of your own, or you will choose to do something different with your money. Make no mistake Kara, you have the power to comand this type of luxury for yourself my dear, you just need the training to open your eyes, to a new kind of way."

Tom took the young woman out of the bedroom, and into the kitchen. "Do you know why I like the view up here Kara?" Tom asked as they looked out over the City laid out below them. "All of my clients live out there honey." he said with a wry laugh.

"The first thing you need to do Kara, is think about what you want to do when you grow up, because that day is now. Think about what you would like to do even if you didn't get paid for it. That's how i feel about Law, Kara. I like defending the rights of others, and I'd do it for free if I had to. Thank God I don't," he said with a laugh. "But you get the idea honey. There is something inside you Kara, some passion that drives your heart, and I want to know what it is, Kara." Tom said, Kissing her neck.
 
Kara stayed in Tom’s arms for a moment and listened to him and she smiled when he referred to them as “a couple”. Tom was so passionate and so sure she was going to be successful, that at times it frightened her. Kara’s fear of failure and of disappointing someone takes over at times and she feels overwhelmed.

As they walk with arms around each other from the bedroom to the kitchen, Kara can’t resist looking out over the city again. Tom’s comment about being able to look at his clients from the apartment makes her laugh.

“What are you passionate about?”, Kara always hated that question, as she never felt like there was anything that lit a fire within her. She dreaded the time when Tom was going to ask her that very question and expect an answer. She wondered how long she can last until she caves in and admits she doesn’t think she has any passion for anything.

Tom’s lips on her neck make her passionate, that is what she should tell him when he asks the question. She closes her eyes as his lips press on her neck and she wraps her arms around his neck. She presses her body into his and tilts her head to the side to give him better access. Kara moves her hands down Tom’s back and onto his ass. She squeezes each cheek and her hands move between their bodies and she begins to undo his pants. She grabs the tab of his zipper and Tom takes hold of her hand. Kara looks up to his face and she cannot read him…
 
"I asked you a question young lady," Tom said as he grabbed Kara's hand from going for his cock. "I asked you a question, and I want an answer Kara. All you are showing me right now it that you want to be a cock craving slut when you grow up." He said with a smirk.

"Running yourself as a high priced whore is a good beginning, but as you age your business model must change into that of becoming a Madam and running your own whore house." Tom said in all seriousness, "but if you're good enough at being a Dominatrix, then you could wprk a few years extra, probably well into your Fourties. Now are you telling me that you want to be a Whore Kara, or do you have something else, something a little more sensible, in mind for a carear choice?" Tom said as he stood the young woman in front of him, still holding her hand.

"Perhaps a trip over my knee for a good long spanking will help your mind focus on what's important, young lady."
 
Kara winced as Tom snatched her hand from his zipper and then she cringed at the names he was calling her. How dare he say those horrible things to her, Kara thought indignantly. Just because I am here doesn't give him the right to bully me. "Isn't that what I am already?...your whore? There may not be cash being exchanged but you are paying me in other ways to lay beneath you." She jerked her hand from his and went to the bedroom, tears forming in her eyes and then spilling over her cheeks. Before she knew it she was in a full blown crying jag. She couldn't get herself under control and turned her face into the king sized pillow and wept.

Kara awakens to find that is dark outside and there is a comforter over her. She shakes her head and then remembers that she and Tom fought. Actually Tom did not fight, he stayed calm, it was she that had gone off half cocked and bitchy. Kara walked out of the bedroom into the living room. The fire was lit and soft music played in the background. The view was stunning. She walked into the kitchen and Tom was chopping vegetables. Kara was embarrassed by how she had acted earlier and the way she had spoken to Tom. She waited for him to acknowledge her. Finally, he looked up at her and cocked his head back to signal for her to come forward. She ran to him and hugged him tight. "I am so sorry Tom, I didn't mean those things...I am scared..." He tilts her head up with a finger under her chin and looks at her quizically. Kara continued.."I am scared, because I don't know what I want to do and I don't have a passion....I am going to fail you Tom."
 
"Isn't that what I am already?...your whore? There may not be cash being exchanged but you are paying me in other ways to lay beneath you."

Tom watched as Kara ripped her hand away, and he frowned when Kara ran off and she laid on the bed crying. Tom let her go, he knew that she needed her space, and she needed time to think about what she was really doing. When he went in to check on her, she had cried herself to sleep, and he put a comforter over her, and he went to go see about dinner.

Later when Kara came out of the bedroom, she came into the kitchen and he made her wait till he was ready for her, before allowing Kara to come to him.

"I am so sorry Tom, I didn't mean those things...I am scared..." He tilts her head up with a finger under her chin and looks at her quizically. Kara continued..

"I am scared, because I don't know what I want to do and I don't have a passion....I am going to fail you Tom."


Tom held Kara in his arm's and he kissed her softly. "Everyone has a passion Kara, you just need to find yours. It will be my honor to help you discover it too my dear. Once we know what you want Kara, it will be that much easier to get started on your education. But there are some courses you can take right away that will help you in what ever business you decide to open. That should be our first priority, getting you a good job, and setting up the time for studying."

"You will not fail me Kara, because you know what you have to do already, and you CAN do this Kara. I know that you can honey." Tom said, before kissing her again.
 
"You will not fail me Kara, because you know what you have to do already, and you CAN do this Kara. I know that you can honey." Tom said, before kissing her again.

“He always makes everything seem like it is going to be alright and work out”, Kara thought to herself as she hugged Tom as he held her. “I wish I believed in myself, as much as he believes in me.” Kara thought as he kissed her again.

“Can I help do something?” Kara asked as she stepped out of Tom’s arms. Before he could answer, Kara picked up the large chef knife and began to chop the onion he had peeled. She wielded the chef knife like a pro and had the onion finely diced in no time. “I love to cook Tom, and I am pretty good at it too. I used to help mom prep and cook for the big cocktail and dinner parties, she and dad used to throw. It saved a ton of money on caterers.” Kara picked up the garlic and Tom held up 3 fingers and Kara separated 3 cloves from the bud. Using the blade of the chef knife on its side, Kara crushed each clove, which in effect removed the papery skin from the outside. She discarded the skins and in a blink of an eye, Kara minced the garlic. She was feeling much better. She always did when she was in the kitchen concocting new recipes. “I will give mom and dad a call after dinner.” Kara announced as she sang along with the music playing. Kara realized that Tom hadn’t said much and she looked at him. He was staring at her hands as she chopped the celery into small pieces. “What?” Kara asked, thinking he didn’t like the way she chopped the celery. “Am I chopping it too fine? Not fine enough? Why are you grinning like that?” She asked as she stood with one hip cocked and holding the chef knife, ready to slice and dice.
 
Tom stood there watching Kara, and he just about laughed with relief. "No Kara, you are doing fine honey," Tom said as she chopped the vegetables. Tom smiled and he shook his head. "How would you like to go to school at the Culinary Institute of America, Kara." he said with a smile. "I think we found something that you're passionate about my dear!"

Tom hugged and kissed her and he laughed, "You never know when fate is going to drop by and place opportunity in your hand, Kara." he said laughing.
 
Kara stood with the chef's knife in her hand and when Tom suggested the Culinary Institute, she set the knife down for fear that she would drop it. "Oh Tom, what do you think I need to do to get into the Culinary Institute?" and then she got very solemn and looked up at Tom and asked tentatively, "where is the Culinary Institute of America located?" She prepared herself to hear that it was located 500 miles away..."Tom if it is not near here, I don't want to go...I am more passionate about you than cooking."
 
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