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Post by Typhoid on Dec 12, 2009 23:54:12 GMT -5
"I...just got mine," she said, finally removing her hand. "A recovery gift, I guess you could call it. From my boyfriend."
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 12, 2009 23:56:03 GMT -5
::Derek sipped his beer and nodded at that. If it was a new necklace, a new collar, it implied that she was fresh, that the relationship was fresh, that the boyfriend was fresh, or a combination of the three.:: "That was nice of him. New to the Scene?"
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 0:03:12 GMT -5
"Him, or me?" she asked, as the waitress returned with her drink and his wings.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 0:04:05 GMT -5
"Either, if the answer is different," ::Derek replied. He picked up a wing, dipped it in the sweet and sour sauce, and then took a bite.::
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 0:17:18 GMT -5
She took a drink of her Manhattan; it tasted better then normal, after going without for so long. "Me, no. Him, yes."
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 0:19:42 GMT -5
::Derek nodded in understanding, and swallowed his bite of wing before replying,:: "I hope you're being gentle breaking him in."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 0:27:05 GMT -5
"Isn't it sort of the other way around?" she asked jokingly, with a small smile.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 0:30:07 GMT -5
::Derek smiled at her, and replied,:: "It would be if he weren't new."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 0:36:16 GMT -5
She wasn't going to talk about her sex life, or rather lack thereof, but in the abstract, she could handle it. "As long as you draw lines and pay attention, it works. He pays attention." That was true enough about Pietro, in most respects. There were some things he missed, but she never thought it was for lack of trying.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 0:39:34 GMT -5
"Good," ::Derek replied, seemingly glad of that. He took a sip of his beer and said,:: "It's hard enough getting used to the way a person gets turned on and the rules to follow, but then having to teach the basics..." ::The shook his head to himself, sipped his beer again.:: "I have to say I'm glad my girlfriend and I cleared those hurdles a while back."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 17:49:59 GMT -5
"Top or bottom?" she asked, nodding at him to indicate she meant him and not his girlfriend, taking a long drink of her Manhattan.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 18:06:38 GMT -5
"Top. Very much a top," ::Derek said, with another sip of his beer.::
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 18:07:30 GMT -5
She nodded; her own status was obvious. "Couldn't tell by looking at you."
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 18:09:53 GMT -5
::Derek shrugged slightly and finished off his beer, then signaled for a refill.:: "Half the people I meet think I'm gay because I'm in theatre, so I don't put much stock in the impressions I give off."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 18:14:44 GMT -5
"No, I mean...no triskelion or anything," she said, gesturing at his lack of jewelry. A lot of guy doms wore some sort of symbol, in a tattoo or jewelry or something.
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