32ns Street

I move to stand right next to her. "They say each star represents a secret. For each star that blinds out that is either a secret that went to the grave. Or a secret that is no longer a secret." I look at you. "Want to trade stars?"
 
She stood silently for a moment, afraid to speak. Her eyes closed, and when her voice was heard it was different. Raw... "You first."
 
I looked up into the sky, viewing the different stars until I finally settled on one in particular. A weaker star that appeared to have no bearing in the heavens.

"That star right there is my secret." I say pointing. "Its tale, though almost through is one of loneliness. Of a boy who was raised by no one. who was beat and grew needing companionship, but finding that every where he turned people would leave him, hurt him, beat him. A boy who found comfort in the cold steal of an uncaring machine. A boy who would do anything to prove he didn't need anybody." As I spoke the star began to grow dim almost as if by magic. "The boy would look for the stars and his machines to comfort him until he had a great stockpile. Lacking in but one thing." He smiled a bit. "Lacking in one thing." Then the star blinked out and was gone.
 
She grabbed his hand softly, twining her fingers in his, she searched for the tiniest star she could find, one who could equal this meaningless secret. "There," She spoke softly gesturing to a star that could barely be counted as a star. "Its just a stupid star... Holding a secret that none care to hear, about a young quiet girl... A fat quiet girl... No one cared for her, her mother though she had one, told her everyday what her was... Told her she was nothing."

She stopped for a moment, grateful she had someone... The star remained, she feeling as if it was not a good enough secret to tell and so there it remained.
 
"It isn't gone. Why not?" I looked at you and slowly brushed your hair to the side. "This is a new life for new stars. The old must go." I say softly as I reach up and touch the ring around your neck. "That star doesn't matter any more. Let it go. Please trust me to see your star disappear."
 
"Then a man... Looked at her once, told her she was beautiful and stole her away... Locked him in a tiny apartment and made her feel wanted only.." She smiled softly, looking up at that pointless star. "Only when he fucked her."
 
I nodded slowly and put my arm around her. "The star dimmed. Did you see it?" I honestly couldn't tell if it did or not, but I was trying to keep her going. It was all so sad, but necessary to be told. "What happened next?"
 
"Nothing..." She pulled away slowly and retreated into the workshop. Walking to her room she grabbed some clothing and retreated into his bathroom. The shower head could be heard, and then a few minutes later her soft sighs. She had removed everything in the bathroom except the choker, which she placed on his cot.
 
I was completely torn. I followed her for a bit and then she went into the bathroom and took a shower, Of course it was my bathroom I could have entered, but after her story I didn't know if I should. I didn't think It would be right to just enter. Then I saw the choke. I picked it up and held it lightly in my hands, fingering the toy that was placed on the end. I moved to the door and knocked lightly. "Do you want to be alone?" it was a stupid question, but the only one I could think of to ask her.
 
"It's your home... And I am yours." She replied, just loud enough to be heard over the water. "I do not have any right to be alone."
 
I shook my head slowly and smiled lightly. "That isn't what I asked." I say softly. I sit beside the door and opt not to go in unless you told me you wanted company. Instead I lightly played with the choke and the ring. Running my fingers over the heart again and again. Noting its every groove and soft spot. It was very nicely crafted.
 
A little while later, the door opened, and a wafting of heat escaped. She knelt down, then dropped to her knees wrapping her large arms around his shoulders and connecting her hands over his chest. She burrows her face into his back and just held him.
 
I sat unsure as she held me, but a small smile spread over my face and I turned slightly so I could put my arm around her and hold her close, hoping I could comfort her in some way.
 
"I'm so very sorry..." She spoke gently, her voice lightly muffled. "I shouldn't be so self centered."
 
I slowly rubbed you back. "Don't be sorry. Everyone is self centered." I say softly. "Just don't let it hold you down." I say softly as I gently pull you closer, taking car not to let the cold ring touch your warm skin.
 
Trembling, she kissed his soft neck and nuzzled her face into his. Showing him at this point, her most vulnerable state.
 
I smiled slowly and hugged her tightly, rubbing her head slowly. "I love you so much." I say softly. "You are a perfect pet without being a slave." I meant it in an uplifting way, but was struck with how degrading it could sound.
 
"I love you too." Her voice was soft, sincere. She kissed his jaw, then his neck and she pulled him close to her, pressing into him softly.
 
I looked at her and smiled gently. I slowly pushed her back, kissing her head then her nose and finally her lips. "If you want romance Can we move this to a bed?" I ask softly.
 
She would bite his lip softly and pull until it slipped from her grasp. "Or my bed... Bed. In the next room..."
 
I nod and help you up "To the bed then." I say lightly putting the choke around your neck before leading the way to your room.
 
She follows quietly, the towel dropping as soon as they get passed the door. She then would pull him close and begin lifting up his shirt. Her soft hands gliding over his warm flesh.
 
I lifted my arms and helped her get my shirt off, before planting.g kisses on her lips and fumbling with my jeans, trying to get them off.
 
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