“Of course.” Tina said, feeling liberated as she studied the room, the
club itself seeming alive. It spoke to her as she sat in it, a living,
breathing example of what she thought life could be.

“I know this is all fresh to you. Might I suggest you leave here-not
now, but later-and go home, perhaps do a bit of research on this
lifestyle that seems to have attracted your interest.” Susan suggested
almost too friendlily and Tina nodded, until reality slammed into her
again.

“Yes, I should do that.” Tina admitted in a softer voice than she’d intended.

“Of course, you are most welcome to stay for a while longer, before going home.”

“Home.” Tina said ruefully as the young sub crawled back with Susan’s drink and Tina’s bar towels, and Susan nodded.

“I don’t have one.” Tina said in a hazy whisper, as she washed and dried her legs.

“Excuse me?” Susan asked. She couldn’t believe the woman was homeless.

“I just left my lover, my wife of 7 years.” Tina laughed ruefully, “So
I have no home. I’m staying with a friend for now. But thank you for
reminding me; I need to get a few things in order” Tina said, standing
and Susan stood also.

“Come back, if you wish to pursue this” Susan said, sweeping her hand
around the room, “Come find me, I have something I’d like to propose to
you, a rather interesting proposition.”

“Yes, I’ll be back.” Tina said, leaning down and kissing the sub on the forehead and patted her head again.

“You were wonderful, pet.” Tina said, moving out of the club with a more confident gait than she’d come in with.

“You’ll be back, that I can be sure of,” Susan grinned.

~*~*~*~*~*

Slate: Clean
1.18.05
Janet Marie

Your Slate: Clean
Your future: In your hands