Chapter 81: Revelations

Sara had become obsessed with getting tattoos. She had spent several years ensuring she got a new tattoo every month. It was like an addiction for her. There were several years she spent all her money on tattoos and then had no money to buy me a birthday or Christmas present.

This new tattoo artist Sara had met had been giving her free tattoos which started to raise some red flags. She claimed the tattoos were to showcase and advertise his work. He knew Sara did her events and people would see her on stage and ask about her tattoos.

Sara also claimed she allowed him to setup and do tattoos at the events now and the free tattoos were a thank you.

I had asked Sara since he was so generous with tattoos, did she think he would give me a good deal on one, and she was insistent that he wasn't into tattooing men.

I could have sworn I saw him giving a man a tattoo when he was rude to me at the party.

Sara also told me after the trash incident I should not expect him to even want to tattoo me for double the price. As if I had done something wrong.

Kitty had also received Tattoos from him. The two of them even let it slip that they had stayed at his place in Orange County once or twice.

Throughout my entire relationship with Sara, I always worked the same schedule, Monday through Friday, eight to four. I was unable to ever go out if she went to concerts or the bar during the week. She used to tell me stories but probably not the entire stories.

Sara and Kitty had become friends with this local band that covered The Misfit's songs. I knew they had come over to Chris' house once or twice after a show when I was not there. Sara had told me it was just to hang out or drink.

Sara told me the lead singer was a writer like me. He had even published a book and given her a copy.

It made me a little jealous that Sara and Kitty acted like this guy was some amazing writer when I had been writing everything for Sara's business for years.

I read the back of his book, and it sounded really weird to me. Something about it becoming illegal to eat meat and kill animals.

I am sure he will say my book is weird as well.

One night when I was hanging out with Charles, he was more drunk than usual. He became very emotional with me and told me, he is not supposed to be telling me, but the men who come over when I am not around, are not just coming over to hang out.

Sara usually sends Charles to his room claiming he's had too much to drink. Most nights this is warranted but some nights when Sara and Kitty bring friends home Charles gets put to bed a little too early.

When Charles is shit faced drunk, he usually falls asleep. Apparently, he wasn't drunk every time he got sent to his room. Charles could hear everything. Sara and Kitty were regularly having sex with the band. Not just the band but other men too.

I started to imagine a new version of the old Hollywood days. Sara and Kitty inviting an entire band back to the Pig pen and fucking them.

On top of that, a few days later Sara's dumb ass tattoo artist started sending messages talking about them hooking up to Sara's Facebook page. He acted like they were in love, and she had been ignoring him after a fight, Sounded familiar.

After the whole Bonnie fiasco Sara had sworn off Facebook entirely. I was the one who managed and saw the messages on all her profiles.

I responded to him and asked,

"Did you know Sara has a boyfriend?"

He did not respond.

I knew from experience confronting Sara would really do nothing for me. I either had to accept it or break up with her. I kept thinking I did not want to give up my dream life dating a Professional Dominatrix.

Nowadays Sara rarely played with me, I was lucky if she played with me on my birthday. Our sex life was nonexistent. She was always busy with Kitty and whoever she was cheating on me with.

Chapter 81: Vegas Vacation II