His True Love

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Chapter Ten – Fantasy

RAPHAEL:

  I had gone to pick Sara up from the school, I usually didn't mind being topside but I was a bit edgy about roaming around so much in broad daylight, which usually meant that I would use rooftops or the sewers as my main way to get from the lair to her school. Then we took the sewers back.

Still thought there were some areas that I had to risk it and hope the disguise would be enough to keep unwanted attention away, probably just as well that I had the good instincts that I did.

I had to admit Sara had recovered quite well from her attack and she was now totally away from her filthy smoking habit. I just thought it was kind of a pity that she couldn't give up her night job it wasn't exactly a healthy way to live but I also knew she had no choice and wasn't going take too kindly to being told not to either.

At least she had been smart enough to stay out of Red's territory so there was far less of a chance of one of his girls or people spotting her and informing Red of her ability to talk, and put him away.

The police though were pressuring her to find out exactly who the people were who had helped her typically Sara wasn't about to tell them. She told them that as far as she was concerned the people who aided her deserved their anonymity and if we preferred not to become involved any more then we all ready were that was strictly our choice.

One thing I had to say for Sara, she didn't go messing around or playing mind games with ya. She just said exactly what was on her mind, quite willing to call a spade a spade or a dirty rotten son of a… Just what it was.

I had enough damn people in my life who talked in riddles that it was almost refreshing to see someone like Sara who wouldn't hold back or cover up what was really on her mind.

I leaned in a shadowy area near the school as usual I was a bit early and since I had nothing better to do with my time other then wait I continued to reflect a bit more about her while still maintaining a certain amount of awareness to what was going on around me.

The evening I was thinking about had been one of those rather slow nights for her and she was a little bored so was staying close to the alley where I was hiding while keeping a patient watch for any bites coming her way.

I knew by now any possible client was the cue for me to disappear or be very still letting her get on with the business she needed to do. Even though she was staying with us for the moment she still had to maintain her rent and other bills and pay for her schooling.

She was dressed with a very low cut red top that didn't leave much to the imagination, a short black skirt with a slit up it with a gold belt, and some tall mid calf high heeled boots.

" So tell me" I muttered a bit " You aren't as honest with your clients as you are in real life are you?" I smirked, " Seems to me you do a hell o' a lot of actin' for them."

Sara usually took her clients to a cheap hotel where you could rent rooms by the hour a lot of call girls went there with their johns.

Being as we had to keep watch over her sometimes it was impossible not to hear some of the things going in on the room she was in, the walls weren't well insulated and it wasn't like we could go all that far off.

" What do you mean Raph?"

" You know all that oh baby you're the greatest talk," I said, like she didn't know what she was getting at.

She laughed a bit " It's not necessary Raph but the clients pay for certain things and if you stroke their egos along with whatever else you happen to be stroking it can earn a hell of a tip" She gave an indifferent shrug " So you play up to their fantasies and it pays off for you no harm done."

" Even if the guy knows you're lying?" I countered.

" Don't you realize Raph girls are famous for faking it and very few guys catch on." She remarked casually, giving me a knowing stare.

" You wouldn't be able to fool me," I growled.

Sara guffawed " In your dreams Raph unless you want to pay me."

" You really think guys are that stupid as to not know when a girl is lying about it?" I demanded crossing my arms over my plastron and glaring at her.

She wasn't worried by my attitude for the most part she ignored me when I pulled the tough guy bit with her.

" It's not so much that guys are stupid but when it comes to sex it all boils down to who scored, how often and how much of a man you feel afterwards." She tossed her hair a bit and turned to see me standing in the shadows " The girl who makes her guy feel like a big stud and the great lover is going to have the guy feeling pretty good about himself."

" So you are saying it is just part of the job?" I questioned raising my eye ridge and shifting a bit from standing for so long.

" Yes and no there are basically three types of girls that work the streets Raph. There is the first type are what you call low class, they won't give any extras. You pay you screw you leave."

Blunt as ever sometimes her bluntness bordered on crass but it was also simply telling it like it was.

" Then you have the girls who are willing to fulfill any guys fantasy for a price no matter who it is with or what it might include." Sara continued in her blatantly honest fashion.

I winced as I heard that, I could well imagine what some of the more degrading fantasies might involve, things like domination, pain and all kinds of weird crap that I couldn't see how anyone in their right minds would put up with even if it earned them a big score of cash drugs or what have you.

People were entitled to a bit of pride, and not be degraded or demeaned and yet, I heard some people did go through such things and I couldn't quite figure out why. For the life of me I really didn't think they enjoyed it any. What did I know about people though? Especially when you considered what I saw of the species they were kinda hard to figure out.

" So what is the third type?" I asked wondering more out of curiosity and wondering even as I asked it if I truly wanted to know the answer to that or was just making conversation. After all for all I knew the last one could be worse then the first two.

" The girls with a bit of class. We might fulfill your fantasy but we have our limits and there are things we refuse to do for any price because it isn't worth it" She spoke with pride and had a gleam of satisfaction in her eyes " We are the ones more then the clients that call the shots. We are better then the low end and have more pride then the girls who will do anything."

" So you play the middle of the line. Part of that is letting the guy think he is God's gift to all woman huh?"

She snorted a bit and walked out towards the road stretching her feet a bit, not that I blamed her those high heels had to be a killer, don't know how she walked in them. She turned and sashayed back towards me.

" Face it Raph" Sara spoke in a low sultry voice, " when a guy buys a hooker he is buying his fantasy. His dream girl for an hour or so whatever he pays for at any rate. Give him what he is looking for and it serves your purpose too." She pressed her body close to me.

I inhaled her scent and trembled a bit from her closeness and the look of her. I think she was fully aware of what she could do to any red blooded male with the right look, and tone.

I stepped back and away not willing to play her game I was here to watch her not be distracted by the stuff she pulled on her clients.
I decided to do a little probing " So you play up their fantasies but what about your fantasies?" I asked

Sara laughed a little " I've done it all cept for the stuff I absolutely refuse to do. So what the hell is there for me to fantasize about?" she shot back.

I had a feeling there was something though. I didn't care how much she put out she had to have something that she never had or did but wanted to. Let's face it she was living up to the client's fantasies not hers.

" Come on there has to be something?" I coaxed.

Sara sighed and scowled a little I could see her furrowing her brow even in the dim lighting of the alley " I guess yeah there is" she finally admitted after a moment of silence " I guess my big fantasy is nothing compared to what I have played out for others." She shrugged and was silent.

For a moment I had to wonder if she was going to go on or not I saw her lick her lips and take a deep breath.

" What I want is I guess what every female wants, a little romance and a chance to be totally honest with a guy. Not having to play games or roles unless both of us really want to do that" She spoke almost wistfully as she stared out towards the street.

" How about you Raph what is your fantasy? You ever have sex before?" She asked trying to needle me.

She probably thought I got off while looking at a magazine or some such stuff, but I was way beyond that stage.

" If your asking if I'm a virgin, no I'm not. I think Don is the only one and possibly Splinter." I replied.

Sara looked at me with her eyebrows arched and a total look of surprise on her face " Your kidding" she snapped, " Who was she Raph?"

" None of your damned business!" I snapped glaring at her.

" Oh I get it! That isn't my business but you can watch me and listen in while I service customers in a hotel room and that is perfectly all right?" Sara accused.

I only grunted non -committed.

" Have it your way Raph, whatever. I just think that is quite the double standard you have" Sara remarked calmly.

I narrowed my eyes glaring at her refusing to give in. It really didn't concern her.

However as we stood in silence I was surprised that Sara didn't insist on pestering or badgering me for further details. If anything she seemed at peace with my decision but I wasn't.

I supposed if I didn't have to watch out for her I would have stormed off on my own but I did have a duty to her. I was also thinking about how Leo was forever ticking me off with his own double standard ways and trying to act like he was so much better then the rest of us.

So I brooded in the shadows drawing back a little further giving myself some space but then after a while I went back and for some reason, though I wasn't really sure why, I found myself telling her about it anyway.

I told her all about the girl Mike had brought home a teenage runaway who was on drugs and had been hurt. For some reason she seemed to like me though I wasn't exactly sure why but somehow I was glad she did.

I was younger then and knew very little about relationships I became very possessive of her probably due to and because of the sex we were having together. How ever my possessiveness got to be too much for her and she left me for Mike.

Shortly after her and Mike had been together she became pregnant.

At that time we had no idea if she was carrying my child or Mike's and even the fact she was pregnant was a shock to all of us. I mean we were different species.

Ramiela was born when we were seventeen and Don performed a DNA test to prove that Mike was truly the father.

Sara listened in silence as I told her everything finally she glanced my way and took my hand squeezing it a little before asking in a low voice " Would you do it differently now Raph I mean if you had the chance to?"

" Yeah I would," I said simply.

I didn't really care to elaborate any more on it just at that point in time and I was glad she didn't ask for any more.

Deep inside I knew what I wanted. I wanted to have a wife of my own maybe some little kids too but I highly doubted that anyone would go for me. Leo was polite and very noble almost chivalrous in his attitude and demeanor. I wasn't like that.

I was tough bad assed and badmouthed too for that matter. I'd seen far too much of the hard life and hard times to think or even believe that what Leo had I would ever be able to achieve for myself.

Sara put a hand on my arm and said nothing in reply it was as if she understood and wasn't going press for more. I glanced down at her hand resting so comfortingly on me and I appreciated that simple token.

I felt a hint of a smile starting to twitch at the corners of my mouth.

Shortly after that a client came up and I vanished letting her get to work.

I shook my head clear of the memory as I saw Sara come up and the two of us headed back for the lair.

First thing I noticed when we entered our home was the fact Leo seemed more then a little ticked off at something and doing his best not to let his irritation show in any way.

It almost made me wonder what I had done wrong, usually when Leo got like this I was about to get one of his famous long winded lectures about being so irresponsible.

Then I saw the woman sitting next to Don on the couch.

Now this really had to be a first, actually a couple of first all wrapped into one, Leo was ticked at someone other then me for a change and Don who was usually so quiet seemed quite willing to incur Leo's wrath to bring her here.

I figured Don must have known her for some time in the first place, though for the life of me I could have sworn that Don had no relationships of any kind outside the family he was always so busy puttering away with his own private stuff and fixing things that really when would he find time for a relationship?

Yet I knew that Don must have known her for a while or he wouldn't have brought her down her to meet us all. That meant one thing Don had to be serious about her.

It was quite a shock to me and I did my best to hide it though I doubted my family missed it. I had to wonder if perhaps the rest of the family had known about it and hadn't bothered to clue me in.

I was often the mushroom of the family.

Don introduced Sara and I to Jen telling us she was a computer programmer. Now it all made sense. They were two geeks, they belonged together, and I doubted that any one else would have them. I didn't really know if we needed another nerd around. I mean Don and his long winded explanations for certain scientific gadgets and what have you were almost as impossible to deal with as Leo in mid lecture.

I glanced towards Leo though and sent him a silent message ' Bro if we scare her off, Don may never recover or get over his shyness. So let it be, they deserve one another.' I meant it too.

Mike was content to have his daughter. Leo had his wife and a whole damn family of his own. I don't see why he would want to stand in Don's way.

Then I realized what the truth of the matter was, this was probably just as big of a shock to the perfect son as it was to the rest of the family and Leo hated being caught off his guard and just have something of this caliber just sort of sprung on him.

Well that was Leo's problem and he just have to deal with it!

Either way Don deserved possibly what could be his one and only shot at happiness. It wasn't likely that this would happen to all of us and I figured if any of us got a chance for such a fantasy to come true the rest of us should let it be.

Nine times out of ten though it wasn't going be a fantasy that came true for all of us.

TBC