Am I just a pet to you and Jackson?

Alice was laying on her three-seaters couch, with a bowl of popcorn in her hand, when she heard a knock on her door. She wanted to ignore it at first, but when her phone peeped, and she saw who it was, she quickly hurried to the door.

“Bobby,” a smile lifted on her face as she opened the door to see her lover.

Bobby, a black- American, tall, rugged-looking man, with dreadlocks was seen returning her smile.

“Hey,” he said to Alice, and she motioned for him to get in.

They were just a few feet toward the couch when Alice asked, “Do you have the information ready?” She had been waiting for him to get back to her since noon.

Bobby’s brows furrowed slightly when he heard her words. He hadn’t thought that the information would be the first thing on her mind when they meet. He had been thinking that he would get to have sex with her, and also try out a new kink.

“Bobby? I said, ``Do you have the information?” Alice asked, she was disturbed by his silence. “My uhm- client, she has been asking