Dominate me by Julia Romush (best e reader for epub TXT) 📗

"Is that a joke ?!" - That was the first thought that came to my mind.  

Either yes, or another definition came to mind. Not exactly censorship. Decent girls don't say that.  

But I wanted to do it. I really wanted to. 

Because it wasn't just a list, it was a list in pictures. And there were no clear definitions, only vague concepts.  

It seemed that where there were pictures, Artem simply filled in the gaps in knowledge. And, if he could write "fur coat", he did not write "underwear". I just pasted a couple of photos, obviously taken from the adult store's website.  

I mean, it wasn't just underwear. It was very vulgar underwear.  

Oh! By the way, the phrase "underwear" was also. At the bottom of the list, right under "well, the different things you need."  

Interesting, however, this man had notions under "things."

I walked down the hallway of the mall as if stunned. I was so uncomfortable here that other people looked at me with strange looks. 

And it wasn't even that I was still in obvious shock. Rather, I looked like an alien here.  

It was a boutique mall, and everything here was ten times more expensive than I could afford.  

I felt like a Beauty, and somewhere out there I was ridiculed by my "Richard Geer." Although, I don't know ... I've never worn one.  

I stopped at the door of one of the stores and ran my eyes over the list again. I took a step inside, as a consultant immediately flew up to me and, pursed her lips, said:  

"Girl ...", she shot her eyes towards the exit, clearly hinting that someone like me has no place here, and I can't afford it.  

I took a deep breath and took Artem's card out of my purse.  

Platinum card. 

Even I understood the magical effect it would have on the boutique staff and did not lose.  

The woman was confused at first, and then hooked she smiled again and said. 

"If you need help, ask."  

"Of course", I smiled as if mentally sent she was on a long journey.  

Looking at the prices attached to the tags, I wanted to howl. To buy a simple T-shirt here, I would have to not eat for a week. Not to use public transport ... let alone other things sold here ...  

Tears welled up in my eyes at such injustice.  

I wanted to take this card and fly out of the store. Run to my sister. Take it with me, snatching it from the hands of these monsters and just live in peace. I didn't need anyone or anything else.  

But it was impossible ... and only Artem, only the fulfillment of his wishes allowed me to move in the right direction.  

So I gathered my will in my fist and went to the underwear section.  

"I have this, this and this set", I poked my finger at what I thought looked like pictures.  

Now that all my thoughts were on my sister again, I didn't care what underwear I wore. Even if I'm completely naked... just to make it work.