I mean for fucks sakes, I'm not even blonde. Actually, I don't think it was even the blonde thing. His attitude definitely suggested that he preferre... it if another guy was taking care of things. So I said 'fine have it your way' and made him sign a disclaimer before final contracts were drawn up. The disclaimer just had to be done. I couldn't let it go through otherwise.”From the overtly sexual encounter with a piece or two of delicate fruit, to the hard nosed acutely edged details of. Anyone is welcome to attend.”“No, Mikhail, I’m asking you if I may attend.”Tasha using only my first name in this way was being just as formal as if she called me ‘Reader Michael’. In Tasha’s mind, that signified that she no longer felt close, or even that we had a relationship, so she had to be formal. The nuances were small, but by leaving off my middle name, she was indicating she was an ‘acquaintance’, not a friend.In the past, she’d almost exclusively called me ‘Mishka’, which matched my. "Or else what?! huh?! I will call the police on you and you'll be really sorry!" The man chuckles. "I think I'll get fond of you, slave. But if you want to call the police, go ahead, we won't stop you." I stare at him in disbelief. He speaks once more. "Ah, suspicious? Of course a smart girl like you knows nothing is that easy. Haha. Look at this..." He takes out a video tape and puts it in a TV. On the screen is me sleeping on my desk at home, with me... cheating! How did he get that?!?. He saw us and came towards us. He asked where we were going and I managed to lie to him that we came out for fresh air. We chatted with him till he smoked his cigarette and he took her in. I couldn’t catch her alone in the party after that. She left the party well past 1’o clock with her uncle and his family. I went to my room with huge disappointment.Around 2’o clock, I texted her and she replied immediately. We planned to go Thajiwas Glacier next day early morning. I picked her up around 6 in.