The next morning when I woke, I was alone in the bed. It is amazing how well I sleep after great sex. My Master, John left a note in the bathroom on the mirror which read; "
Mary, I would have loved to stay at your side all morning, making sweet love to again and again. I however, have been called off on some business. I had a wonderful time last night or early this morning. I cannot wait until we are alone once more. Love, John."
I of course kept the note stashing it away in my bureau drawer with all my sentimental bobbles and personal effects. It wasn't until after this that I had to urinate rather badly. I felt as if my bladder would never stop emptying. Then the second thing struck me funny as I was emptying my bladder, my mouth felt dry without saliva as if the very water was sapped from me with the fit of urination I just experienced. I jumped into the shower after drinking down two glasses of water. I was drying off when I began to contemplate how my brother and I could spend a kind of honeymoon together.
This is when I found a Carnival Cruise ship brochure which had an all-expenses paid trip for seven nights and days on the sunny beaches of the Bahamas. I decided to see the entire cost of the trip for first class and the package after all we could afford it for certain. I was going to surprise my brother or so I thought, wondering where the brochure had come from in the first place. It was lying in the kitchen area. Well, I decided that perhaps the cook, Helena must have been looking at it because she had a paid vacation coming up.
I then sat down to a breakfast of a half of grapefruit, roasted almonds mixed with raisins, whole wheat toast with peanut butter, and a cup of coffee with plain half and half. I was still sitting there in my terry cloth robe when Helena walked in smiling and she said, "Hello my lady. Why do you not wake me for you to have breakfast? You know I do not mind doing for you." Helena had a very strong Spanish accent and was so sweet with her wonderful dimples in her smile. Helena was always bright and never grumpy it seemed. She didn't know John had already gone because she normally cooked his breakfast and practically all his meals. Helena were not just an employee but to us a loved family member.
I was looking at the brochure and smiled at Helena when I heard the outer door to the main hall open up. I turned to see my handsome brother, John walking in head high, shoulders back, with the presence of royalty. I could honestly say he was majestic and I smiled at him as he neared. John walked straight up to me kissing me on the lips not caring what Helena thought at all. I moaned kissing him back. He looked down seeing the brochure on the table in front of me and I said, "So did business go well sir? I am glad you returned. Perhaps you'll join me for breakfast, please sir?"
John smiled then said, "Of course I will my dear. Helena, can I have three eggs over medium, rye toast, caviar, two potato cakes and a glass of orange juice please dear." I watched as Helena bowed, disappearing as if on cue. Fifteen to twenty minutes later, she brought John everything down to the last little item requested with condiments and utensils. I watched as she refilled his orange juice glass. The two of us ate in silence with my brother smiling as if he was the cat who had eaten the canary.
Then I knew something was up his sleeve when he said, "My toy, you never ask me any questions as to where I have gone or what I have to do when I go off? Why is that?"
I looked up at my Master knowing it was a test and replied, "I am a toy who will never be curious of the Master for if I needed to know, the Master would inform the toy with clear instructions."
I watched his expression change to a pleasant familiar smile then he said, "Oh correct my lovely toy. Now look before you on the table there is a pamphlet which I know you looked at this morning from Carnival Cruises. Well, I just decided this early morning we will be going on that cruise tomorrow morning you and I are booked."
My eyes got huge and the smile was so big my face hurt. I wanted so bad to attack my brother right then kissing his handsome face a million one times. My mouth was still open and tears began running down my face because I just adored the way his mind worked with mine. I said, "Oh my God, thank you, I love you so much. I think it is so perfect to be alone with you my love."
He merely smiled looking at me he said, "Mary with what you do for me you deserve it my dear. If I could deliver the moon to you, I would my love." I blinked my eyes because I was holding back all the tears of pure joy.
It is then I remember something called the ripple effect. I asked a lady once who had never been graced by an orgasm. What damages the shoreline the most a tidal wave or a ripple effect of thousands of years of erosion. Well of course the ripple effect changes it the most but through a series of small waves crashing into the shoreline second after second, minute after minute, and year after year.
The ripples of a small pond from some sort of disturbance therein possibly from a thrown stone into the middle of the pond will cause this effect. If you throw a stone into a pond the tiny ripple slowly grows from the inside outwards to the outer edges. The inner ripples although smaller tend to grow wider and bigger the further out they get to the edge. It is this disturbance which is concentrated on and not merely one wave of pleasure my precious dear. It is as if a multitude of stones are striking with precision and perfection in the same exact spot continuously until you have a massive amount of waves back to back heading towards the shore and repeatedly crashing into the shore line. Now only one wave will not disturb the land or beach front but the multitude will change the landscape. It is this ripple effect that I desire from a patient lover.
I remember Darla saying, "Oh my and how do you know or understand how to find a man like that?"
I smiled at her then said, "You need to find a man who is patient beyond anything so my test is making them wait an extraordinary amount of time. Just when you believe you have waited long enough give it five more minutes. If he is cussing angry or too impatient to wait then he's not the one. He will be possibly good at parts of sex but never reach the desired ripple effect. No, the one that waits and is at peace within himself when you walk in, lookout he is the one to be leery about. He is the one who will be like ten thousand rocks striking that same spot in the pond and make you melt."
I remember Darla saying, "Oh my. I guess I need to find a brain surgeon huh?"
