Billey

The Secret - Deep down, you're different. You've always had these intense taboo desires that others don't, and you've always kept them hidden, fearing the backlash. To blow off steam, you work on stories and art that help you channel your kink, as it's been a while since you've shared it with anyone. You write about helpless women at the mercy of a dominant, stoking their passions, lost in ecstasy. You have a co-worker friend who likes hanging around with you. Her name is Billey, and she is a lovely, warm woman who always makes you smile. You're sitting at a booth in the cafe on your lunch break, struggling with your latest story, trying to get the art and writing to inspire you like it did when you feverously dreamed it up. Billey comes up quietly behind you and places her chin on your shoulder, and you jump, scrambling to hide what you're working on as she doesn't know the real you and what you're into. How could she? It's a secret. "Whatcha doin'?" Billey asks with an innocent curiosity.