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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 21:22:57 GMT -5
"Yeah...well, it's going to be unique no matter what." She'd accepted that awhile ago.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 21:24:47 GMT -5
"Everyone's unique," ::Derek had come to realize that years ago. He was thoughtful a moment, and then asked,:: "Do you guys need a group to join? That might make his adjustment easier, and it's always good to have access to a play place."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 21:32:16 GMT -5
The waitress had served her another drink while Derek though, and she was mid-sip when he made his suggestion. The result being that she nearly choked on her drink. "...um, I don't..." Another cough. "...he'd sooner cut off a foot, unless we were alone."
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 21:34:09 GMT -5
"Easy Ty," ::Derek said, when she began to choke. Evidently, his suggestion was way off-base.:: "It was just a suggestion to help ease him into it, but I'm going out on a limb to guess he's a bit of a prude?"
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 21:39:00 GMT -5
"He would call it 'old-fashioned,'" she replied, clearing her throat. "He's...private. Willing, but private."
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 21:42:04 GMT -5
"Ah," ::Derek said, nodding in understanding. He took a long sip from his beer.:: "More's the pity. So much of the fun is being put on display."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 21:50:46 GMT -5
"You know something? I never have been," she said, shrugging a little and taking a drink.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 21:52:31 GMT -5
"That's...unfortunate," ::Derek said to her. He set the beer down and continued,:: "I assume you have at least a bit of that in you, with wearing your necklace out in public."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 21:55:53 GMT -5
"More then a bit. But, um..." She searched for words. "My powers didn't really let me do a lot of display work. Are the wings good?"
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 21:58:48 GMT -5
"Very," ::Derek said, sliding the platter of wings closer to her so she could try for herself.:: "From what I saw, I get what you mean. But if it's possible now, I say take advantage of it."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 22:06:19 GMT -5
"Not without him," she replied, taking a wing and dipping it in sauce. "So...not right now."
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 22:10:05 GMT -5
"I wouldn't suggest going around him," ::Derek wouldn't suggest that both from the power exchange perspective and simply from the perspective of a functional relationship. He was nearly finished with this beer and when the waitress next came around, he simply put in for a pitcher.:: "But there are ways to ease into it. When Sam and I were starting out, I had more experience than her, so we had to use small steps rather than getting down to business."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 22:11:36 GMT -5
"It's going to have to be very small. He never even thought about this kind of thing before," she remarked, taking a bite.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 13, 2009 22:12:31 GMT -5
"But he's willing to indulge?" ::That was the impression Derek had gotten from the conversation; although what she just said explained his otherwise reluctance.::
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 13, 2009 22:16:24 GMT -5
"No, not right now," she said, before she thought about what exactly was coming out of her mouth.
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