Page 32 of In Her Own Way
Victoria laughed out loud in the cold, empty security office. Juicy_Babe had a real sense of humor. She was just about to respond when Juicy_Babe put up another response.
Juicy_Babe:I’ve had Dommes discuss contracts with me, but I don’t like them. I prefer not to have anything in writing. Paper trails can bite you later (and not in a fun way). They’re certainly not legally binding, but maybe they just keep both (or all) participants in check and on the same literal page.
Daddy Vic: Picture this. Mid-spanking, the sub says, “Excuse me, Domme XYZ, our contract explicitly says no more than 5 hand smacks on either cheek, and these are to be followed up with a faux fur soothing. Page 15, I believe.” LOL.
Daddy Vic: Sorry. I’m punchy this evening. Bored at work again.
Juicy_Babe:You’re cracking me up. I like you “punchy.” And no. Getting punched is NOT one of my kinks. LOL
Victoria chuckled. Since Juicy_Babe seemed up for fun, she posted another new topic.
Topic:Best Pickup Lines Ever
Question:You’ve heard them. You may have even used some. Tell us the best pickup lines you’ve ever heard (or used).
Daddy Vic:There must be something wrong with my eyes. I can’t take them off you. (And, yes, I cringe to say that I have used that one)
Juicy_Babe didn’t waste a moment.
Juicy_Babe: What’s your name? It will look good in my phone contacts next to your number. (Said to me at a local munch). And, no, I did not give him my name or my number.
Daddy Vic:Good call, Juicy_Babe. Here’s another one: Have we met? Because you look exactly like the woman I’m taking home tonight.
Juicy_Babe: Have you ever used that one?
Daddy Vic: No. Too cheesy. But all of these are cheesy, aren’t they?
Juicy_Babe: Yeah, they are. Cringe-worthy even. LOL
Daddy Vic:Wait! Here’s a variation on that theme: You see my friend over there? She wants to know if you’ll go home with me tonight.
Juicy_Babe: If you let me borrow a kiss, I promise I’ll give it right back.
Daddy Vic: OMG. That’s such a good one. I may use that.
Juicy_Babe: We’re going to have to start calling you Daddy Cheese, I think.
Victoria laughed, literally out loud, and then typed another.
Daddy Vic: I hold out my hand and say, “Hey, I’m going for a walk. Would you mind holding this for me?”
Juicy_Babe: Aww, that one is kind of sweet. Here’s one a Domme actually said to me, and I laughed, but she was right because they did. “Those jeans look great on you. They’d look better on my bedroom floor.”
Daddy Vic:That one’s gold!
Rachels_Toy:Get a room, you two! LOL. We’re having a laugh fest here tonight. Glad I checked in on the group. I’ve got one for you. Knock Knock.
Juicy_Babe:Who’s there?
Rachels_Toy:When where.
Juicy_Babe:When where who?
Rachels_Toy:Tonight, my place, you and me.
Victoria burst out laughing again. This group was turning out to be a lot of fun. It was a great distractor. Distractor from what, though? An unsettled life? Couch-surfing in her cousin’s small apartment? Family dinners out of obligation? Missing…what? Something. Her friends? Yes, for sure. Her community? Yeah. But she had botched that one up, hadn’t she? She took a breath and stopped herself from going down that rabbit hole again. Why bother? She couldn’t go back there. She took another breath and re-read the punch line. A smile crept back up her face.
Daddy Vic:Another gold one! Stealing that one, too.
