Birthday

I laid back on my comforter, mildly depressed by the turn out of the evening. Who wouldn't be depressed on their 27th birthday. The passing years hadn't gotten easier, in fact every month it seemed a new type of lead found its way on my shoulders.

The party was nice. My leopards, Micah, Jason, even Richard showed up. I hadn't wanted a big party but I put up with it.
A dinner with Jean Claude was arranged. Dining was expensive but this went far beyond I hoped.

Jean Claude paid the whole restaurant to evacuate. Only me, the vampire, and a hostess breathed inside the building. Dinner was nice. Jean Claude wasn't pushy about me eating the desserts for his own tasting. In fact the marks were sealed shut between us. My excitement was intensified by this, it meant that he had something planned afterwards.

We went into the Circus. His room was made over for the hundredth time. The sheets screamed a royal blue and candles were light from every direction. Wordless I sat on the bed and awaited the nights entertainment. Jean Claude rummaged through his closet, retrieving two presents. One was clearly the elegant black dress in his right hand and the other was a wrapped gift. He had placed it in my hands and gave me a genuine smile.

"For you ma piete" I opened it. Inside was a glock18 with clips, something I wouldn't have expected from Jean Claude because of his little knowledge about artillery.
Sheathed on the side of the box though was a pair of handcuffs, complete with a set of keys. I looked down. I could feel the heat rise on my face as the ideas of foreplay and rough sex flashed through my mind. I wanted to jump on him right then.

"Thanks Jean Claude, their, um lovely?"
He hadn't responded, so I look up to see his face. He was stark naked in all his glory. I hadn't heard him undress but I was more than ready to oblige him. The candle light playedng hng his perfected body. I walked up to him, ogling like a teenage girl. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, it was one of Jean Claude's strippers.

"Jean Claude, I'm sorry to bother you but Guilty Pleasures has had a pipe leak, the whole place is flooded."

His seductive look instantly sobered. And I moaned out of frustration and responded for him.
"Isn't there anyway you can handle this your--"
Jean Claude cut me off

"No ma piete, I must handle this myself. It is my responsibility. I am sorry but perhaps another time we can..try out my present. joyeux anniversaire." He gave me a kiss and went to the bathroom to get dressed. I grabbed my meaningless gifts and drove home.

Jean Claude was the real present to me but I wasn't going to be a poor sport. He had a business to run and we had more time to have sex later. Before the party the leopards had told me that as a gift they were going to leave the house to myself for the nights pleasure with Jean Claude. Now I was alone, in the house, on my birthday staring at the ceiling.