26 Re: Something I'm making up as I go.. on Tue 22 Jun 2010, 23:05
Irian gave him another massage, but the one she gave him today was nothing like that one the day before. She did stretches, she WORKED the muscles. She told him to keep breathing more times than her could count and was asking him almost constantly how the pressure was. It felt so good that he could only give her a thumbs up against her thigh when she was working on his back and naming off the muscles as she worked them. "I'm going to work a little deeper so that I can hit your rhomboids", or, "I'm going to have to work through your Trap to work Supraspinatus and Infraspinatus". Every time she names a muscle, he asked what it did. "Well, Supraspinatus and Infraspinatus are a couple of the muscles that make up your rotator cuff muscles. Obviously, the rotate your shoulder." She was so good at explaining it all to him. Maybe she should teach this to others. She would be a great teacher.
After the massage, she showed him some stretches to do to keep the muscles open and warmed up. She then said, "See me in a week", and laughed. He just had to join her, though he wasn't sure what she was laughing about.
As the day went on, he had become more and more tormented by what he had done with her the night before. "It was stupid and won't happen again." But who was he kidding. He wanted her again so badly that he could almost taste it; almost taste her. Her kiss on his lips, the sweet necture of her body on his tongue, the salt of sweat on her skin... thinking about it almost made having her in the same room too much to bare. And now, she bared his last name according to the paperwork that his employers had secured. The name on the paperwork was "Hannah Brielle Draiman". She said she'd go by Brie, because she hated the name Hannah and Brielle didn't make any sense to her, even though she knew what it meant. "How do you know what it means?" David had asked her.
Irian smiled and said, "I'm half Hebrew on my mother's side. I was raised Jewish. Hannah is actually my Hebrew name."
David was stunned to say the least. He didn't question it again. So, he'd taken to calling her Brie instead so that she could get used to it since she'd have to use it in public when the band went on tour. She would go not only as his wife, though God and the both of them knew that wasn't true, but as the band's massage therapist.
Irian, or Brie as she was now being called, thought that going on tour with the band was a win- win situation. David wouldn't be alone while on the road and she would get to see them preform live. What could be so bad about that. Hell, David got a double win out of it. He would get a massage at least once a week. Lucky SoB.
That night, she made a suggestion. "I have a thought, David", she said.
"Well, since the paperwork that your employers that want me alive for some odd reason sent us say that I'm your wife... why don't I play the part? I'm a pretty good actress."
He looked at her. "What do you mean, play the part?"
"I mean act like I'm REALLY your wife. I mean, come on. It makes sense, don't you think?"
"Brie, have you lost your ever loving mind?"
"No, dick head, I haven't. I was being realistic."
He thought for a minute. "You mean, you're serious."
"Yes, I'm serious."
"You want to pretend to be my wife with all that entales?"
"Even sleeping with me, possibly having sex?"
She rolled her eyes. "How many times do I have to say 'yes'?"
He thought about it for a minute. This did have its advantages. She was willing to be his wife, without actually being is wife. He would be able to touch her, hold her, kiss her in front of people and not feel like he was violating some unwritten rule that you couldn't love the person you're supposed to protect. Hell, husbands and wives did it all the time. After a minute or two of thinking about it, he looked at her. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Would I have said it if I wasn't?"
"Good point. Ok, let's see if we can pull it off."
She smiled. "Ok, I want to know EVERYTHING there is to know about you."
He laughed. He was going to have fun with this. A LOT of fun. He could already tell.