The bittersweet tale of Bear and his Boy -- a BDSM Dom and his fledgling Sub -- who live “the life” in west central New Jersey, just north of Trenton. Donald K. Drummond is the Master of all he surveys -- a legend in commercial real estate in New Jersey by day and by night a Master Dom at the gay BDSM club, Indiscreet. What he couldn't find was a boy to call his own. That all changed when a nerd with taped glasses and worn Dockers barged into his office spilling his bottle of 1985 Bourdeau over his priceless Persian carpet. Brian Murphy came with a host of troubles, the least of which was his grasping aunt, his invalid mother, and his rather tenuous position in Donald's mail room. Can a Dom with issues of his own come to train and trust a needy boy from his own mailroom? It's all A Matter of Trust.

A Matter of Trust

“What you got coming to this house, boy? I see you pull up in a fancy limousine drawing unwanted attention to my place. Then it’s followed by this here invitation to a ritzy sex house over in the boonies.” Estelle James kept walking forward into his room, poking her skinny finger, with its long dirty fingernail into his chest. “You think jus ‘cuz I live in Clinton, I don’t know what’s what? How do the likes of you get one of these here? You like no rent boy I ever seen. You been doing business in my house, ain’t you? I ain’t seen you, but if you is, I’ll be charging extra.”


Brian grabbed at the envelope and Miz James just set it higher in the air. “You answer me first, boy.”


“Miz James,” Brian began, “first, I have no clue who sent this. Second, I have no idea what it is until I get to look at it.


Additionally, you see me come in at the same time every night. I have no visitors. Please, let me have my mail. I would appreciate it, if you did not open it in the future.”


Chapter 27