Agent in the Dark

"Are you a Christian?"

She looked up and nodded.

That explained a lot about her. Oddly I wasn't put off by that like I normally would have been. Instead I found myself wanting to sit and talk with her and discover all I could about her. There was a wealth of knowledge in her eyes that I was fascinated to discover. I wanted to kiss her again so badly! I'd better leave now before I let myself go too far.

I glanced at the blanket she had firmly tucked beneath her arms. Some part of me just wanted to leave her naked for my enjoyment, but she was a person worthy of respect. And respect made me need to offer the basic human need for clothes. I reached down and brought up a pile of clothes, which I dumped on the bed.

"Something here should fit you, if not there's plenty more that you can go through tomorrow."

I didn't miss the look of relief that flashed across her face at the sight of clothes. She liked to be decent. That sort of made her special in a way, as I hadn't really known any women like that before. The women I had been with were all aware of what beauty they had and they flaunted it to good effect. There had been nothing shy about them and yet it almost seemed like a character trait with Asia.

I wasn't sure I liked that trait of hers yet or not. It made me want to protect her in some way. Protect her from what? Me? Her hand was fingering the lacy cloth of a shirt that had fallen near her.

She didn't look up, as she asked, "Am I your captive?"

Quite honestly I responded, "Yes."

In a way I suppose that she wasn't, but what I wanted from her wasn't something she was likely to give freely and as I planned on having her anyway her choice in the matter was gone and thus she was my captive. She seemed to accept the statement of her captivity by me without undue protest.

Glancing up she asked, "If I'm your captive, then why did you give me the knife?"

That was a good question and I quickly searched for a plausible enough answer.

"Have you ever seen a cat that's been declawed?"

She nodded.

"There never quite the same again are they? In answer to your question, perhaps I prefer my cats with their claws still attached."

I got up to leave the room, "Rest now, there will be more food and drink, when you wake up. We'll talk again tomorrow."