Part Two

The Day Lorenzo Met Tazmin in 2016

Both logged into the same dating app on their mobile devices.

Lorenzo Nerezza: Hi.

Tazmin Bailey: Hello Beautiful. How are you tonight?

Lorenzo: I’m good, thanks. But I could be much better.

Tazmin: Oh really? What’s missing?

Lorenzo: I should be spending my night with you. What is your real name?

Tazmin: I’m flattered. You are kind of young to want to spend time with me though. How do you know Marla Singer isn’t my real name?

Lorenzo: Marla Singer is a character from Fight Club. Ha. I’m Lorenzo.

Tazmin: Nice to meet you Lorenzo Nerezza. I’m Tazmin. What do you know about Fight Club, sir?

Lorenzo: Pretty name. Nothing. We don’t talk about it. Ha.

Tazmin: You damn right. So cute.

Lorenzo: Well, what are you looking for here?

Tazmin: I don’t know actually… Maybe a nice sexy guy who wants to chat with a nice sexy woman and see where it goes…

Lorenzo: I’m sure that won’t be hard for you at all, you’re really gorgeous. Stunning.

Tazmin: Wow, thanks. You’re quite easy on the eyes yourself. What are you looking for?

Lorenzo: You. You should let me come over…

Tazmin: Now why on earth would I do that?

Lorenzo: Maybe I’m exactly what you need.

Tazmin: Well, you certainly look the part, but our age difference is kinda large. I’m old enough to be your mother.

Lorenzo: So? What does that mean?

Tazmin: I don’t know what it means, but I’m sure it means something to somebody.

Lorenzo: Not to me.

Tazmin: Oh, so you go for the older chicks huh, Lorenzo?

Lorenzo: I go where I’m wanted. Age doesn’t play much of a factor in that. My ex is probably older than you are.

Tazmin: Your ex? Sheesh.. Well, I’m 41, I doubt she is older than that.

Lorenzo: She is 48. And you don’t look 41.

Tazmin: Well, that is kind of you to say, but sure I do. I look exactly like I am supposed to. So do you have a Black girl fetish or something, country boys tend to… is that what this is?

Lorenzo: No. You specifically seem like my type of woman. Why are you so surprised? I’m sure guys of all ages are hitting on you all of the time.

Tazmin: Actually, you’re right. They do tend to come out of the woodwork, but they usually are just talking about some sex and nothing more. That doesn’t really interest me that much lately.

Lorenzo: I have a hard time believing you don’t have men stashed around everywhere as fine as you are.

Tazmin: Lol maybe back in the day when I was your age. Now, I just would rather have someone really cool who was into me to hang out with you know?

Lorenzo: I understand completely. No time like the present though.

Tazmin: Listen, you better stop hitting all my buttons, pretty ass. You seem like trouble.

Lorenzo: Wanna get into trouble?

Tazmin: Shit… no… well, hell… LOL Uhm…I have no idea. You startled me. Where are you in that second picture with your little dress pants and suspenders? It’s very very handsome.

Lorenzo: Going to my cousin’s wedding a couple of weeks ago. We were in the hotel having a few drinks. Thanks.

Tazmin: I bet there are girls your age all over your town crying their eyes out right now that they can’t be with you.

Lorenzo: HA HA HA… maybe. Are you busy tonight?

Tazmin: Actually, I’m not really… why?

Lorenzo: Invite me over. I promise, in the worst case scenario, I will give you some amazing memories that will last you for the rest of your life.

Tazmin: I absolutely believe that you would. You are adorable. But what would we do?

Lorenzo: I’m sure we will think of something.

Tazmin: Do you drink or smoke or anything, I would absolutely need something to take the edge off, all of this is kind of a surprise.

Lorenzo: Ha, yeah, I do. What do you like to drink?

Tazmin: I’m a whiskey girl myself. I smoke too though, like every bad girl.

Lorenzo: That’s okay with me. You smoke weed?

Tazmin: Well that too when I can. A nicotine weed mix. But I don’t roll or anything.

Lorenzo: I do. I can do all kinds of things you will probably like. If you want me to, I can come now.

Tazmin: Really? Wait, how do I know you are you? You’re ridiculously attractive, how do I know you aren’t just some weird creep using a hot guy’s pictures to lure in unsuspecting cougars?

Lorenzo: I’m not like that. I’m being honest. I want to meet you.

Tazmin: Is this really happening? LOL, maybe I’m too high as it is.

Lorenzo: Save some for me. So, what do you like to do for fun?

Tazmin: Travel when I can, listen to music, write, have solo karaoke parties at home, gamble, the usual. You?

Lorenzo: I rap and play poker.

Tazmin: Oh, a poker player? Well, I better be careful then… and a musician? Ugh, I’m a sucker for an artist.

Lorenzo: See…. I knew we’d have things we can do together… Let me have your number. I want to meet you. I’ll send you some photos. I’m really me.

Tazmin: Okay wait, and your young fine ass wants to hang out with me? LOL, Why?

Lorenzo: You look very pretty and a lot of fun. Why wouldn’t I want to hang out with you? Let’s smoke.

Tazmin I would love to get high and look at you for a while. You might be onto something here…

Lorenzo: Where do you stay at?

Tazmin: Beavercreek. Where are you?

Lorenzo: Tipp. Not that far. Probably take me 20 or 30 minutes TBH…

Tazmin: This is my first day on this app, I didn’t know it worked so fast.

Lorenzo: I’m new to this too. I guess we both hit the jackpot.

Tazmin: I don’t know about this; this is all so sudden. I didn’t expect this when I signed up for this app. Man, did I get lucky! And you’re a rapper? I certainly didn’t expect that. Are you any good?

Lorenzo: Me too. It is up to you of course but I won’t let you down.

Tazmin: You promise?

Lorenzo: I promise. And Yeah, I actually got a nice flow. You should check me out.

Tazmin: I will, you should send me a link to something… and since I write too, I’ll send you a link to my blog. I’m more of a poet which is a little different than rap but still similar, my art is dead, but I can’t stop, won’t stop. LOL

Lorenzo: You’re such a cute nerd. Ha. Yeah, send it to me, let me check it out. * Lorenzo sends a link of him flowing on his parent’s fancy sofa. He is rapping to the camera, a popular song without instrumentals wearing a white tank top and flicking his hair around as he stared longingly at the lens knowing full well that it loves him*

Tazmin: *Sends a link to her online poetry blog and the most recent entry has a picture of her in a tight spanx dress, makeup on point, lusciousness off the charts*

Tazmin: My goodness. Look at you. Wow, Lo. Well done.

Lorenzo: Thank you. I just do it for fun you know, but I also freestyle. Aye your blog is incredible. You’re really talented. And beautiful.

Tazmin: High Praise. Thank you. I love writing. Don’t you?

Lorenzo: Yeah I do. A gorgeous talented woman, what could be better than that?

Tazmin: Don’t you stop flattering me, I love it…the only thing that could be better is an Abercrombie looking supermodel with a nice flow like yourself, sheesh, damn you’re fine. I’m sorry for objectifying you but for heaven’s sake. Your lips…

Lorenzo: You like my lips?

Tazmin: Sorry, yeah, they are distracting. I bet they taste so fucking good too.

Lorenzo: You should find out for yourself. You live alone?

Tazmin: No, not technically, my son lives with me. He’s 16 though, he doesn’t care what I do. It’s freaking me out a little bit that he is only 5 years younger than you are though.

Lorenzo: You should get to know me. I think you will like me.

Tazmin: I wouldn’t try very hard not to, I’ll tell you that much.

Lorenzo: I want to see you tonight.

Tazmin: I might try to kidnap you and kiss you forever. You better be careful.

Lorenzo: I might let you. I know what I am doing, trust me.

Tazmin: Well, shit what do I have to lose?

Lorenzo: Nothing. Just gain. What’s your number, Tazmin?

Tazmin: I hope I don’t regret this, Lo… 937-340-4070.

Lorenzo: I’ma text you right now.

Fun Fact: Lo and Taz want to feel alive above all other goals and are able to handle profound experiences- if Lo ever hesitates to present his strength and passion to the world, Taz happily encourages him to go after whatever it is with his whole heart, even if it kills him.

The Second Part of Lorenzo and Tazmin’s Final Conversation

Tazmin: Tortured. Moaning. Tiny bit terrified. Maybe its not what we think it will be, I dunno. I just know I don’t behave that way or don’t want to be that person unless it’s with you. You’re the only trophy worth grinding a heel into, truly.

Lo: For you to cum in my mouth every night before you kiss my caged cock.

Tazmin: You don’t need to be locked up. But I love reading you say that you do… If I saw you on my birthday I’d lose my whole ass mind.

Lo: If you came here and locked me up and left I wouldn’t even be mad. Nothing could turn me on more, honestly.

Tazmin: Lipstick on the tip of the cage and everything. A helpless look on that manly ass face. Just nasty. #drool

Lo: Please send me something dirty, Daddy.

Tazmin: I’m the kind of person who would get that comment on a dress and wear it right to your job just to do that and fly home after I make you swallow the cock cage keys and shit. Terrible.

Lo: Do it. Except don’t make me swallow the keys. I’d get them back. You take them with you. And then tell me the only way I get them back is if you post our relationship online.

Tazmin: If I get high when I get off work in a few hours, I’ll consider it. No promises though, I may change my mind and stop tripping since I know you’re good and things are okay. That’s what I wanted the most.

Lo: There’s nothing you could do that’s more dominant than that. With complete disregard for my sexual desires. Take away my ability to cum without any possibility of me getting it back. That’s checkmate.

Tazmin: Shit.

Lo: That means eventually I submit to that. There’s no way I could hold out forever. Eventually I agree to everyone publicly knowing I’m a cum denied cross dressing princess.

Tazmin: I agree with you especially when you are correct.

Lo: You know me. I want your most dominant move. To be forced to submit completely.

Tazmin: Funny thing is the way the world is now like literally zero people would care… Suddenly everyone is non-binary. Madonna is 63 and her lover is 28. We’re actually pretty tame compared to what the rest of humanity is on… LOL us corn coast folk and our modesty…

Lo: Nobody would care but it would humiliate me still all the same. And that’s what you want. I don’t want anyone to know I’m a little girl in panties & chastity. So that’s what you want everyone to know. That I’m a submissive little bitch.

Tazmin: I know exactly what the fuck you used to want. And I’m carefully trying to determine

how long I can dangle it over your head. Apparently, years. It might not be happening like you’d hoped but it’s really the sexiest shit ever that I can still get this reaction from you. Delicious, darling, frfr…

Lo: That I’m locked up by a woman who gets whatever she wants and I get nothing I want.

Tazmin: Yes, well humiliating you does sound like a treat.

Lo: I’m literally helpless the second I hear from you. Ugh.

Tazmin: We agree yet again. Magic. As it should be, sweetheart.

Lo: You should come lock me up. What’s the worst that could happen? The hornier I get, the more submissive I’ll be to you. You should.

Tazmin: Quite a lot of horrible shit could happen baby and you’re right, I should. At least I should tell you it’s only going to be a nice birthday present for me for just a few short hours to make it seem like I’m not going to be on some kidnap type shit, lol

Lo: I want you to have a nice birthday. Whatever you want. And nothing bad would happen. We’d get what we’ve always wanted.

Fun Fact: Taz takes commitments seriously and intends for them to last throughout eternity. She likes spending time with her beloved. Meanwhile, what’s essential to Lo is the intensity of the time spent and not the quantity.

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by THEORIGINALRUDELYRAW January 10, 2024

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