Johnson’s Dickson – Episode 13
*JOHNSON’S DICKSON*
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Episode 13
But it suddenly seemed like, the more I
waited, the more he would only stand and
stare, so I chose to give him the eye. I hoped
it would make him see the desire in my eyes
and then want to respond. However, the
opposite became the case! And instead of
doing that, immediately I lifted up my eyes,
his met mine and in a convulsive jolt, he
shuddered and in quick pacey steps, briskly
walked away from the lobby, down the
corridor and into his bedroom. I had lost
again!!
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One thing was certain, a strategy that
involved having a chance with Mr. Johnson
just once a day was not working and
probably would never work. I was quick to
suspect that for the rest of each day, getting
to see his wife was enough to discourage him
from wanting to act on his desires. Our last
two encounters were enough to explain to me
that he was already trapped. He wouldn’t
have an erection if he was not aroused by
what he saw, talk more of his choice to stand
and stare for several minutes! My real enemy
wasn’t Mr. Johnson’s resistance, rather, his
wife and I needed to place myself in a
position where I could challenge the woman
for the man’s attention. This gave me an
entirely new idea. I was going to find a way of
moving into the main house. And it didn’t
take long, before I achieved that.
I first told them that I wished to be given little
space in the house where I could be sleeping
over at night. And on the day I did, the
answer I got from Mrs. Johnson, was why?
Mr. Johnson was there with us, but didn’t say
a word at that point. But I told the wife that
the area of the roof above our master
bedroom was leaking and that the other room
for the kids was seriously overcrowded and
that it was going to be difficult sharing that
very room with them. Of course I was telling a
big lie! After all the roof of my *apartment was
only installed 7months before we packed in.
But what wouldn’t I do at that point* to f–k
Mr. Johnson?!! Unfortunately though, Mrs.
*Johnson did not seem to buy that so cheaply!
“Madam *D* , you can manage *the living room
for now”, she insisted. “We will see *that the
roof is fixed** in just 2 days so that you
wouldn’t feel the stress.”
“Mosquitoes bite a lot at the living room,
mother” I was quick to say, Not giving* up
easily. Pleasing enough for me, Mr. Johnson
intervened at this point unexpectedly,
although rather suspiciously.
“Don’t worry honey, let’s just give her the
guest room for some nights. Once we’ve fixed
the roof, she can move back into her
apartment. After all, she is just the one
affected. The kids aren’t coming with her”
I was all smiles so I thanked them both and
was about leaving when Mrs. Johnson
suddenly began talking about the matter
again.
“I will get a carpenter tomorrow while
returning from the office” she said. “If he fixes
it tomorrow, then you are lucky. You wouldn’t
have the need to spend your night out of
home”
But Mr. Johnson interrupted again. And just
like last time, in a manner that looked very
ulterior. “Don’t worry about that honey. I will
get a carpenter myself. You shouldn’t bother”
I didn’t say a word, rather thanked them
again and left. My wish was obviously
granted but the contact told me more than
just that. It seemed Mr. Johnson had been
longing to have me in the main house and
wasn’t going to undermine this latest
opportunity I had just brought to him. And to
confirm that, he never contacted a carpenter,
neither did he even come over to check for a
leaking roof which was of course, nonexistent.
I was very pleased at how my plan was being
executed and I was set to cross to the next
stage. With little effort…
