Saving private Amy....Chapter 8

lucyreloaded (55)in #blog • 8 years ago (edited)

“Steemit ? Why that name?," Amy asked "Any specific reason?” ...

chapter 7 here

...Becky had been explaining to Amy more about the organization itself and it's systems..and the kind of operations that they were currently engaged in.

Becky explained, “It wasn't based on anything esoteric or amazingly deep, or anything. It was chosen so not be ideological, or political, because we are not political, only truthful.
So we chose something that you could never quite grasp, or put a handle on, a bit like like steam. And on the blockchain to keep us honest by being there forever.... like truth itself....and hence we chose Steemit."

"....And someone had already taken S..T..E..A..M... the bastards,” Becky added, jokingly.

“ So everyone on steemit works with you,?" Amy said.
She had heard about this social media site, but only in some vague sentences seen in chat rooms, online.
She didn't really know anything about it.

“God no,!” Becky said “That's just our hub that we use. The more people who use it NOT connected to us, the better it is.
We want to be completely anonymous....and some bastards have even stole that tag line to!," She said, laughing.

“That's fine," She continued, "I'm only joking. We truly do want to be anonymous, and never heard about. If you're after notoriety, you in the wrong organization.”

“Yeah, I get it. I really do.” Amy said, absorbing so much information over the last few hours her head felt like it was exploding...
'Was this the thing 'missing' in my life?' She asked herself, for the hundredth time .. A calling somehow?
..To be part of something bigger, not just money and success, but something... worthwhile?

Never much of team player, she never felt a desire to belong to 'a group' as such, but this wasn't about a group, this was about the big picture....
And when the picture was completed? – if it ever was of course- would mean the end of the organization...

“...Oh, and put some goddamn clothes on,!” Becky said harshly, interrupting Amy's thoughts.
She was staring at her fluffy shower robe.

“Why...am I so tempting,?” Amy laughed.
“No, you just look waaaaay too comfortable,” She grinned. “ And we have a long night ahead, I don't want you falling asleep on me,”

“Oh I don't think that's gonna be a problem, not after what you've told me so far,” Amy said.

“OK, Amy, get ready for a lesson in reality. I warn you now , hunni, - this could be last night of happiness as you know it, for some time.
For a long time, actually, if ever again...I'm being honest with you...” Her words trailing off..

“Stop with the drama, already,!” She said to Becky annoyed at her insistence of warning her at every step.. “I'm a big girl, I go to the toilet on my own, and everything! Get talking...”

And so she did.
Becky talked.
For several hours she talked pretty much non stop - and only stopping for a wine refills and toilet breaks.
She told Amy everything of importance. Everything.....

As the sun was threatening it's daily intrusion, the two girls were sitting quietly on the sofa, tired from the last twelve hours.
They had stopped talking, and Becky sat there silent, just answering the odd question that Amy threw over to her..
It had been intense, and their energies were dissipated.

“So.....,” Amy said, now fully understanding what was going on, if not all the details...

“So,?” Becky replied, tired “So... what?,”

“I'm in.” Amy said simply without drama.

She knew she was 'in' hours ago, truth be told.

This was very possibly that meaning that she had been looking for in her life...and she wasn't going to run away from it, not just because of the dangers, and the hardships.
She was no coward.

“You know I said earlier, about never sleeping with anyone on a first date?,” Becky said, tired from her hours of talking..

“ Yeah I remember," Amy replied.

“Well I've changed my mind. Is it OK if I go to bed with you- like right now? ” Becky said.

“Sure” Amy said, no longer stressed about the request.
Or excited. She knew Becky.

“Fantastic,” Becky said, with no excitement in her voice at all. “I'm dog tired, I can't be bothered going home,”

Amy already knew it was a just request for sleeping, and nothing more.
She stood up, taking Becky's hand, “Come on babes, let's go to bed...”

As she led her through to the bedroom Becky mumbled into her ear, “If I wake up and you're trying to make me have your babies, I'm gonna have to break your neck, OK? ”

“Don't worry, you safe with me,” Amy grinned.

Becky was already under the duvet by the time Amy slipped of her dressing gown.
She was dressed in her PJ's.
Looking over to her new found 'sister in arms', Amy said “Does my butt look big in these? ”