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Billy never chose this. He didnt choose for his father to marry Susan and force Billy to deal with a spitfire redhead as a stepsister. He didn't choose to move from the beautiful California to Bumfuck, Indiana. He never chose anything along those lines. What he especially had no choice in was his father, Neil, to shove him into a car with Susan to go to the tiny towns Classifications Clinic.
Billy wasnt at all surprised at his father forcing him to do anything, he had grown used to the yelling and violence that was Neil Hargrove, but what he had been surprised at was the absence of his father to something that Neil had so much opinion on.
What was Neil staying at the house for? It was doubtfully anything remotely productive or even nice. But there he was, walking up the steps and all but slamming the door.
Billy’s mind was scrambling for any semblance of reasoning as Susan drive silently across the measly town. When they got there, Billy hopped out quickly. He didnt want to deal with this, sadly required, appointment any longer than he needed to.
As Susan lead him into the clinic, Billy’s thoughts plagued him. What if he didnt test accordingly? Billy scoffed at the idea, obviously he would. What else but a Dom could he be? He set his shoulders back as he heard his name get called by the pinched face nurse.
Ignoring Susan’s encouraging smile, Billy set his head high and marched right up to the nurse, oozing confidence as he strutted towards her. He had this down pat, nothing could get between him and the title of Dom. Nothing.