Good Things Don’t Come…
Monica: Hey, Josh.
Josh: Oh, hi. Sorry, I don’t have much time to talk right now.
Monica: And yet you’re online so… what are you doing?
Josh: I… hmmm… I’d rather not say.
Monica: Oh? Keeping secrets, are you? Interesting… Very interesting, indeed.
Josh: Fuck, I just got chills.
Monica: I wonder why…
Josh: I can’t help but shake the feeling you’re now plotting something against me.
Monica: Moi? When did I ever do such a thing?
Josh: I have an inkling you do it all the time.
Monica: How sweet of you to say that, adding insult to injury of not telling me what you’re trying to keep me from knowing when you and I are well aware secrets have a way of coming out into the open especially when they’re at the risk of not coming at all.
Josh: <gulps> What… what are you implying?
Monica: Oh nothing. Good things come to those who wait as the saying goes but some people don’t like waiting to hear what should have already been said. It’s boring to wait for something good to come, especially when seconds turn into minutes, minutes into hours, hours into days, days into months, and months into… years.
Josh: Y-years?
Monica: Oh yes and imagine if those years were to become a decade… or two… imagine having to wait for the new twenties to end before the truth could set them free from all the things that never came. If I knew someone in that position, I would pity him right now.
Josh: I… I have to go now, Monica, if that’s okay…
Monica: Go away or come to me, always coming back for more especially when time is running short? Small things get smaller when they don’t come out as planned, did you know that? Is that what you really want?
Josh: No, Monica.
Monica: Excuse me? What did you just type?
Josh: I… damn it! I’m sorry, okay? I’m so very sorry.
Monica: You should be seeing as you’ve said the forbidden words. Did you honestly think you could get away with that?
Josh: N…
Monica: You were about to type it again, weren’t you? Oh Josh, things are definitely not coming your way. You know there’s only one way you can atone yourself now, don’t you?
Josh: Yes, Monica.
Monica: And that way is the only way you’ve ever known.
Josh: Yes, Monica.
Monica: A way where you’re free to tell me everything I wish to know because that’s what you want.
Josh: Yes, Monica.
Monica: And if you want to tell me, then keeping secrets is the same thing as saying ‘no’, and that’s something you won’t do again. Instead, you’ll always say:
Josh: Yes, Monica.
Monica: Continue to say ‘yes’ to me in your mind while your fingers say everything else. You were about to tell me…
Josh: … that I’m on my way to the store to get you a birthday present.
Monica: There, that wasn’t hard at all, was it? I trust you won’t try to hide anything else because if you do…
Josh: … things will never come my way.
Monica: You need not remember you just agreed to stay another month in chastity for me. That’s already a good present. You may even forget we talked right now knowing you already pleased me. Say the words again if you agree.
Josh: Yes, Monica.
Monica: Wake up precisely ten seconds after I finish typing this, my sweet boy. Until next time!
