Posted by Susan47 on November 5, 2005, at 18:35:23
Well first of all, his voice squeaked a bit when he said hello. Actually, it squeaked uncharacteristically. Quite a bit. So, big tip-off he's uncomfortable seeing me dressed this way. Which is what?
Well, innocent really. Any other woman could have been dressed the same way and probably caught his eye, she would've been interesting and depending on what type of person you are, you would've thought, oh wow or, ohmy god, or, mostly the reaction seems to be .. very nice. Niiice. Like that.
So anyway, mesh stockings, black sensible nursey but not too nurse, quite sexy leather three inch heels, black skirt fur coat. And hat, the hat is a necessity. Lost it and need to get a new one.. a good hat is not easy to find. In any case,
he squeaks.
And I'm, like, well excuuuuuse me, mister, who the hell do you think you are? You think I do this just for you? Nah-aaahh.
And he says, something to the effect that he's not able to help me, he's not my therapist, he's not able to be objective, he'll tell me why, yes definitely ... and the "why" never comes, and I'm thinking, he thinks this is Playtime, and yes, I'm making it playtime too, but I'm having fun and loving him sssoooo much and WHY CAN'T HE LOVE ME TOO??? I'm thinking, okay mister, you can't be my therapist so why the hell can't we have a little fun together? You know, shoot the breeze, look each other deep in the eyes, you know .. the stuff we did in "therapy".
Therapy.
Hah.
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