Encrypted-19

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Encrypted-19

Chapter 19

I’m really very happy.

We head from our room which is astoundingly beautiful and so well worth the price as far as I’m concerned and we go down to the lobby.

I’m blushing.

I’m blushing so much because we get into the elevator and as soon as we hit the first floor below us I can’t help it.

“Bing…”

Brandy giggles.

“Bing…”

She slips her hands into mine and holds them.

“Bing...”

She kisses me.

“Bing…” She says it with me still holding my hands and that stops my nerves from going from embarrassed to embarrassed and nervous and counting with my fingers. But there’s the look there in her eyes and in her face and her smile of…I got you.

“Bing…” Brandy says it with me again.

Her eyes say I love you.

“Bing…” She kisses me again.

We kiss and we Bing all the way down and by the time we get to the lobby the last “Bing…………..” Is softly said and really slowly drawn out and sexy.

I might be different and there’s this whole thing with the encryption but Brandy she’s magical. And before her I would say that I would not count magical things as something real.

But what else can you call someone who could love someone as complicated and messed up as myself? What else could you take the feelings of a tweaked and strange OCD like thing I do and turn it into something like this?

I can’t explain it enough.

Brandy is Pi.

Yes Pi.

The math Pi.

It’s a sequence of numbers that never repeats on itself and as long as it goes inside of it you will find…every number ever connected to anyone. Your birthday, your death, your back account numbers, you social insurance number it will all eventually come out exactly in that order in the sequence of Pi.

If you translate numbers to letters then any word, any phrase or any language ever spoken or will be spoken is all within the sequence of Pi.

Yes…Brandy is what I have to try to explain love to someone. Brandy as love is Pi.

Yes I am gushing, I’m math gushing as she just…I could not imagine the intensity that she has become part of me.

We shift to holding hands in one hand with our fingers interlaced and we got to the concierge desk.

I look at the very pretty one behind the desk? It’s not really a desk or really a counter if anything this is ornate to be called a bar really.

“Yes ma’am how can I help you?”

“We need another car and a driver for the balance of the day until we come back to the hotel.”

“Of course ladies I will call right away and get the first car that we can have ready for you.”

“Thank you very much miss.”

“Enjoy your time in the city ladies.”

I look at Brandy and she’s still quiet. She’s not exactly hiding but she’s holding my hand very tightly and she looks like she’s on edge.

“Brandy, you are safe here there’s no one that will hurt you.”

She looks at me and we go and find a place to sit and wait for our drive. “It’s not that but this is the nicest building that I’ve ever been in Maddy it’s scary for me because I feel like I’m not good enough.”

I lean over and kiss her softly. Yes in the lobby in front of people.

We are both blushing as we break it.

“Worth has nothing to do with currency Brandy. Worth has to do with worth. You are far more valuable as a person than anyone I have ever known.”

“You don’t know that many people Maddy.”

“I know few face to face people and that’s because of what I’m like. It’s not that I don’t like people but I have found most people to be scary and rude and very intolerant of other people especially anyone different. But I think I have a grasp on what people can be like very much.”

“But why here? Why all the fuss?”

I smile and actually shrug. “I’ve never really travelled, I certainly haven’t spent much of the money I’ve made over the years and I have clean issues…this place has a very clean reputation and I wanted this to be this dream trip.”

“Dream trip?”

“ASP people dream too…but this is more like that yearning daydream coming to life for us. I want you to be the girl that you’ve always wanted to be and trying on pretty things and twirling and happy.”

“And what about you?”

I kiss her softly again. “Teach me how to twirl.”

There’s a soft announcement over the PA that our car is ready which was rather nice. I think they must actually teach them to do that since it wasn’t like mall shopping blaring styled but very soft.

Using a woman with a nice voice was a smart touch as well.

It’s a different driver but the same model car and this driver is actually very handsome with this slim man’s body in a nice dark suit and short blonde hair.

It’s not an attraction thing as so much an admiration at the unified togetherness of his look.

Actually with my brain could that be one of the measures of attraction?

I want to pat his suit jacket like a cat. It’s dark in just the right way, shiny-not shiny and just pulls at the optics of the light in the right way.

He opens our doors. “Ladies.”

We smile and again I follow brandy’s lead with the way that she slides into the car. I really like doing this almost as much as I love watching her do that.

I can tell she loves doing this whole thing as much as it scares her.

He’s very good about getting us in and secured and he checks our seatbelts or rather that we are wearing them and has his on as well and he is a very astute and careful driver.

“I was informed that this will be an all day trip and that you ladies will be shopping.”

“Yes it will is that a problem?”

“Not at all I was wondering however if you both would like an escort?”

“Escort?”

“Well two lovely ladies shopping alone might make a target for the unsavoury kind of men that might make shopping less of a personal moment.”

“Oh…” I look at Brandy and she nods. “I’d feel safe with a bouncer Maddy.”

I look ahead to him. “We would like that, is this another service of your company?’

“No, but shopping and two nice young ladies I would honestly like to spend the time escorting the both of you than just waiting in the car.”

Oh…oh well that was very nice and was it a come on?

Flirting?

“Ladies where to first?”

“I would like to go to Holt Renfrew.”

Brandy’s head turns and she looks at me with her eyes widened. “Maddy…”

“I want to go there I need nice things for my meetings and my new life.”

“Uhm…okay…but…I…”

“And Brandy I want to spoil you.”

“Maddy…”

“You’re still going to teach me to twirl yes?”

(Sniffle.) “Yes…I want to see you twirl…I would love to see you shine.”

He looks back at us with a smile.

Is he flirting?

I’m not sure but it’s still a pleasant trip going through the city until we get to the building and we pull into the parking structure and it is very nice even there. Very clean and there are a lot of nice vehicles there too and our driver get’s out and opens our door and he even offers a hand.

I look at him. “I’m sorry but perhaps this would be easier if we knew your name?”

He smiles. “Oh I’m Eric.”

“I’m Maddy and this is Brandy.”

“It’s an honor to work for you ladies.”

I tilt my head at him. “May I ask a rude question?”

“Certainly, I like honesty.”

“Are you hitting on us?”

“No, sorry ladies I’m gay.”

………

I look at Maddy and she looks at me and I can actually get the odd humor in this and that we didn’t get “clocked or made.” As it were and some circles some people would see us both as men.

He looks at us. “That won’t be a problem will it? Shannon at the concierge desk said that you ladies were together and that a LGBT friendly driver might put you both at ease.”

Brandy nods. “That is very thoughtful actually and above and beyond really.”

Eric shrugs. “Not really while some people have a problem with us it’s also a pretty well known idea that treating people with some respect and deference will bring you back.”

I nod this time. “Just for the consideration she showed I would definitely stay here again and we haven’t even spent the night yet.”

He smiles and offers us his arms. “Shall we, I do so love shopping.”

We take his arms and got to the doors and once inside it’s…it is very impressive. Neat and orderly but also very well laid out and I even like the design of the building inside.

I am amazed at the clothing, I really and a few times Brandy is looking at something and then she see’s the price tags and she blanches.

“Madds no…no way I’m not going to pay two thousand dollars for a dress!”

That’s this really pretty very chique looking Fendi dress. It’s black with a lux floral print and it’s like there were a storm of all these pretty petals on it but at the same time they are rendered as almost looking three dimensional the petals have a depth in the way they look on the dress.

“Yes.”

“No…that’s…that’s a huge amount of money!”

“Brandy we’re not buying all the things like this but a few really good things and we can go to other places.”

“It’s two grand!”

“It’s lovely and pretty and I want one.”

“It’s two thousand dollars…Maddy please no…we can get so much more with that money.”

I look at it and look at her and sign and pass it back to the girl who handles the dress. I will agree with that idea something that valuable and I would have special staff too.

I look at her.

“Better?”

“Yes…that was just too much.”

“Can we still look?”

“Yes baby we can still look.”

I will say that I do agree with her logic and the price is mostly for the name but it was a dearly lovely dress and I do want something that will really be something to spoil ourselves with.

Actually it is fun doing all of that looking but in the end she’s way to uncomfortable getting anything here.

I look at Eric. “Can you recommend someplace to shop?”

“The Pacific Center, it’s very chique and very artistic and a lovely place to shop. It’s high end too just nowhere near this. Ladies I admire good sense this is a lovely store for the six figured set.”

Brandy nods. “Yes it is I’m not paying six hundred or more for a handbag.”

I sigh. “Okay I just wanted to…”

She kisses me. “Today, coming to see Vancouver the hotel…Maddy I’m so spoiled I’m still thinking that I’m dreaming.”

I smile at her. “Thank you…I’m just…I want to do this…us right and sometimes I don’t know what that is.”

She kisses me again and she cradles my face so sweetly and I know other people are looking but we’re leaving so they can be huffy all they want.

“You are enough for me, you will always be enough for me but if you ever, ever want to know I’ll tell you just ask baby.”

She kisses me and it’s long and sweet and one of those over and over again kisses and it lasts long enough and it’s good enough that I do the little leg lift thing.

It wasn’t on purpose either, hmm some strange romantic autonomic thing?

There are lots of looks as we’re kissing but also from the fact that we’re not buying anything here. I think they are actually judging us on that and there are some definite stares that aren’t nice?

The girl that really tried to sell me the Fendi dress is on a desk phone and I stare at her and her numbers and run a tuning in algorithm and just like tuning into a radio I can here her.

“Can we get security here we have two women here making out and they are NOT customers, I think they’re here to cause trouble or something.”

I look at her and make the phone squeal in her ear. I look at Brandy. “We should just leave I don’t think that behaviour should be determined by sales.”

Brandy nods and we see security coming and Eric actually get’s in the way and says he’s our driver and for what company. The guard backs off and the sales girl looks pissed off but Brandy and I. We’re leaving but we hold hands and we leave this place with our heads held high and holding each others hands fingers interlaced.

Eric get’s us back to the car and he’s still a gentleman as much as ever in us getting into the car. Maybe more so with him interceding with the security guard. There’s a bad stereotype of gay men I think. Eric is very manly and he was very gallant as well.

Something that has given something else to add to what I know about people and the world.

He drives up to The Pacific Center and it is very nice. It’s actually a very nice mall. But it is a mall.

A mall…with the crowds and the people and the crowds…I’m not good with crowds.

I’m counting on my fingers when Brandy takes my hand and she smiles at me. “You’ll be okay Maddy I’m with you and Eric is too.”

He looks back at me. “It’ll be fine, you’ll be okay.” He looks a little confused though.

I try a smile and I really, really try to stop counting. I have to squeeze my fingers until I can feel my press on nails fairly sharply in my palms.

I look at him.

“I’m not good with crowds…way too many people, way too much chaos.”

He nods. “Well I’ll be a buffer how’s that?”

I sigh and smile a little. “That would be awesome?”

We park and he walks us to the entrance and I’m good all the way there and through the sliding doors and then…then I’m inside.

There are so many stores here and so many things and lights and colors and music it’s all coming at me in some not so nice ways and there are so many, so many people.

I kind of freeze up.

Brandy looks at me. “Close you eyes.”

“What?”

“Close your eyes?”

I close them and I can feel glasses being put on my face carefully and then something set into my ears. “Bbb..Brandy?” I hate getting to where I stutter.

Hate it.

“Don’t worry they’re new. Open your eyes.” She’s putting something with some weight in my hand.

I look at it and it’s her smartphone and she has music files on it. And I’m wearing sunglasses that are muting out a lot of the neon and the flashing screens everywhere too…I press play and I smile as music from the Lord of the rings starts to play…*Concerning Hobbits* from The Fellowship movie the music as you’re just seeing The Shire.

I exhale tension with the sounds of the music and she looks at me with this I love you Pi smile.

“You did this for me?”

“Yeah…and it’s all the fun and clam stuff nothing all aggro either.”

The time and the sheer fact that she took that time doing it for me and had all this ready for me and my moments it.

It…

I am really close to crying.

She takes my free hand and laces her fingers into mine. “C’mon lady love I’ll teach you home to twirl.”

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Twirling

Sometimes we all need a twirl. :) As always I love this story. There is still the strange things going on like with the sales girl's phone, but that just makes it all that more mysterious. :)
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Grover

I'm planning on more discoveries by Maddy.

But I'm trying to scale it into the time frame within the story and not to shove it at the reader in a rushed way. Maddy's a deliberate person by nature so I'm trying to go with that.

I was also trying to keep that flavor of them both having this big fantasy trip out to Vancouver.

*Great Big Hugs*

Bailey Summers

even if you have money

thats a lot to send on a single clothing item, I can really see Brandy's POV. another story I read recently had a girl spend 6800.00 dollars on a dress the 700.00 on shoes etc... It must be nice to have stupid money. wow. sounds like this place will be high end but not a stupid money zone. just because she lost the commission on a 2000.00 dollar dress was no call to try and get them thrown out. she deserved a little squeal.
great chapter, thanks

Brandy saw a half years utilities in that one dress.

The Fendi dress in the online listing when I looked at it was $1950.00 for that alone there were tees in the two hundred dollar ranges. For a poor girl from Toronto's Regent park area it's too far outside her life's experiences.

Places like Holt Refrew give 10-12% commission so she lost a couple hundred bucks on the dress alone. Not to mention Brandy talked Maddy into not buying into anything there at all.

*Hugs and Howls*

Bailey Summers

Damn it, Bailey!

You made me cry again!!

It will be a long time before I see an iPod or sunglasses without thinking of Maddy and Brandy.

It works and it was so cool of Brandy to do.

I really do love the way that they work and care about each other and the balance in Maddy.
*Great Big Hugs*

Bailey Summers

Twirl?

Hypatia Littlewings's picture

I don't think I know how to twirl. Although my fantasy alter ego knows how to flutter her wings.

Nice story, different and thought provoking.

Dam, another Bailey story to wait for continuations on. *grins*
They are always worth it however. I kind of got to this one late.

~Hypatia >i< ..:::

Yes Twirl, Twirling is pretty important.

I'm really glad that you're enjoying it even though I seldom get to this one currently. I will try to do that soon though.
*Great Big Hugs for Pixie Dust.*

Bailey Summers