D. O. D. S.

DOMINANT OBSESSIVE DEVIANT SUBMISSION

Disclaimer:

Everything Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. This story is based on a true story. The location has been changed to protect everyone involved.

A/N: Thank you all for following the story and those that have commented. Thank you to my beta, Mrs. SWS, you rock! It really does mean a lot to me. Keep in mind; this is based on a true event. This is my therapy. Apologies in advance for what will happen to some of our beloved characters.

CHAPTER 1

It was coming to the end of summer by the lake and everything was starting to feel really good. I may have been living in a small town, but I loved it. My dreams and aspirations were my own and I felt like I could take on the world. I was in a good place after Riley. Just wished the weirdo stalking would end.

Standing on the balcony of the Maiden Head always made me feel good, no matter what was happening. Pulling myself away after one last intake of the view, I turned around just in time to see one of my regulars walking towards the balcony doors.

"Where is the hostess with the mostest?" a familiar voice asked. Lord knows I hated the statement, but it was better than "Hell's Bells!"

Urgh!

"Hey, Mr. Black, how are you doing tonight? How are things on the res?"

"Same ol', same ol'. When are you going to come and hang out again? You know a certain someone misses you".

REALLY? NOT THIS CRAP AGAIN.

"Ha! We will just have to see about that. What can I get you?" I asked, trying to change the subject - a subject that I never wanted to approach again, ever.

Jacob Black.

Not that there was something wrong with him; it's just that he was not right for me. I tried to really look at him as something more, but there was always something missing. I don't know. It might have been me, but he just never fully sparked my "fire".

"I will take a hot cup of coffee, Bella, and a menu please," Billy's voice picks up, helping me to focus.

"Be right back," I reply, trying my best to keep our interaction limited to what is going on in the restaurant. As I approached the brewing station, from the corner of my eye, I see Lauren walking in my direction.

She looked like the cat that ate the canary. She was an attractive girl, I guess, but her attitude and voice were a huge turn off. I felt bad for any guy who might be misled by her appearance and encourage her advances with an erection. They would regret it as soon as she opens her mouth. Lauren always reached for the impossible and made things that should happen naturally, very uncomfortable. I prepared myself to deal with her as I knew she was not just going to walk by me.

"Ok, what's up? My shift is almost over and I only have Mr. Black left. So what can I do for you?" I asked, offering her a flat smile.

"Oh Bella, always so dramatic," she teased with a slight roll to her eyes. "I was just wondering if you want, like, to actually live up to that little pet name he has for you and be the hostess with the mostest?" She dragged out the last syllables of the words.

How can I say 'fuck off' and still keep my job?

"What are you talking about?"

"Like you did not see him yourself," she exclaimed. "Your innocent act can be so cute sometimes. I should just steal that for myself," she stated.

BITCH!

"No, seriously, what do you want? I have thirty minutes left and I am done for the week." She was really starting to piss me off. Then I noticed she was looking past me.

"Not yet!" she hissed as I began turning my head in the direction she was looking. "He is just starting to turn his head back. I'll tell you when he's not looking this direction."

He? Who the fuck is he?

"Umm, yeah ok. Whatever!" I say in my best Valley girl voice.

"Why don't you be the best little hostess and get the tall drink of water's telephone number?"

"And this is all I need to do for you and then this conversation would be over? Ok, point him..." my voice trailed off when I turned around and saw who she was talking about. "Oh my God," was all I could squeak.

That was one sexy tall glass of water.

He stood wearing a tailored suit over his 6'5" muscular frame. As I was about to drool, he smiled at what the greeter was saying to him.

He has dimples! Sweet mother-of-God!

I have always had a weakness for tall, well-developed men. I liked the feeling of comfort they gave me. I had myself a momentary vision of him wrapping his arms around all 5'4", 120lbs that made me, me.

Look at the size of his hands! I wonder if that saying is true; man's length is from the tip of his thumb to the tip of his index finger.

I wanted to test the theory. Then I heard the sound of a throat being cleared.

"So... you really didn't see? Well, this should be more interesting. So are you going to do it?"

Fucckk Yoouu!

"I don't see why not. I don't have anything to lose. Plus it would be one of the last things I do before leaving."

With that I walked around her, just leaving her there glaring at me. I made it two steps before realizing...

Shit! Billy's coffee!

I went back, where I was originally headed before this vampire stopped me, and got Billy's coffee.

"Just need to get this for Billy. I promise I will do it once I'm done. Some of us still have to really work for our living," I sneered at Lauren.

You pathetic bitch!

"Here you go, Billy. I am about to get out of here. Is there anything else you need before I leave?"

"Oh no, this is just fine. I will get anything else from one of waitresses. You have a good one and be safe going home."

"No problem. You take care of yourself. Goodnight."

He just nodded his response.

Now to the make-me-wet Adonis...

I think I held my breath for most of the walk over there. He was seated in the booth in the corner, looking at the menu. From this table I was sure Lauren would be able to see him.

This should make her happy.

As I approached he looked up and I noticed for the first time he had pools for eyes. They were mesmerizing.

"Excuse me, sir. I hope I'm not being a bother, but you have an admirer here tonight and she is a little shy. She was wondering if it would be possible to get your telephone number. If not, I am sure she would understand." With that he smiled.

He sure does have a pretty mouth.

Swan, you sick fuck, Deliverance? Really?

I almost chuckled out loud. He sure smelled yummy. I could not help but really look him over. His was just a presence to melt into.

Eat you right up.

"Oh, not a bother at all. I would give you my number for your friend under one condition"

Condition? What the hell? It's either yes or no. No wet dreams for you, sexy!

"And what would that be, if I may be so bold?"

Wait! Is he eye-fucking me? Thank goodness for blush.

I could feel my face getting red as he gave me his answer with a cocky smile.

"I will do this only if you give me yours in exchange."

Say what?

Gush.

New undies for the hostess at table 10!

A/N : I hope you stay tuned. There are lemons to come, plus it is a part of my life I am sharing. I am far from a saint . I just love reviews.