Learning to Live Again
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				Title: <strong>Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelofShadows</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 06:04:27</strong>
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				Shadow closed her eyes as she stood outside of the cafe. She was early, very early, but that was because she could not stand to sit at home any longer. She had foregone any vehicle, and instead had walked to the cafe. She had still managed to arrive nearly twenty minutes early and the nervousness had not abated in the slightest. Opening her eyes, the emerald orbs glinted in the sunlight before she turned and entered the cafe. Moving inside the cafe, she walked up to the counter and ordered a water and a chocolate chip cookie, not one for coffee, and smiled to the barista as she paid. Waiting in line, she couldn't help but to shift her weight nervously, the fact that she was wearing heels only serving to further the need to shift in order to keep her balance.<br><br>Thinking about where to sit, she selected a round booth in the back corner by the windows. Settling into the seat with her back to the wall, she crossed her legs and spent a moment smoothing her jean skirt down and perfecting the bow on her short black boots (http://www.shoedazzle.com/products/anise). Smiling at the ribbon lacing up from the bottom to the top, she lightly chuckled since it seemed to fit perfectly with why she was here today. Her hands shirted to the black wrap shirt she was wearing, making sure it was still settled correctly and that her bra was not peeking out inappropriately. There was no jewelry to complete the outfit save for a pair of delicate silver hoop earrings, since she was no longer comfortable with any kind of necklace or bracelet after what had happened.<br><br>There was a slight bit of liner to her eyes, but otherwise her fair skin was left bare, exposing the light smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks. Her ebony curls were pulled into a loose ponytail, while her bangs were pulling lightly across her forehead and tucked behind an ear. Her fingers nervously smoothed down her bangs, trying to make sure everything was perfect for when he arrived. There was no need for makeup, if he did not like her as she was, then she would not make changes to please him just to please him. That had been her mistake the first time. This time she intended to keep her identity. It would be hard to keep that firm stance, but she was going to give it everything she had.<br><br>They had agreed to meet here today, for the first time in person. They had originally met online, and found that they clicked and lived in the same city. Late night chats had turned to texts, and eventually phone calls. They did not go on camera, as it was just a bit to personal since they were in the same city, but they had continued to grow closer and talk. It had all led up to this moment when they came together in person. Trading pictures last night, she had an idea of what he might look like, her hope being that it was an accurate picture just as hers had been. Biting her lip, she knew her lips must have been a deep shade of rose at this point since she had not let up on chewing them all day, a habit her friends always teased her about, and one that had given her away many times before.<br><br>Taking a deep breath, Shadow turned her attention outside to see if she could spot him as he entered the building, or maybe even observe him as he walked on the street. Having explained what her ex had done, didn't make this any easier, but if there was any hope for her to get back into the lifestyle, she needed a helping hand. Smiling a bit in nervousness, she pulled off a piece of her cookie and popped it into her mouth. Today would tell if she had found someone she could submit to again, or if she would go running once more to find a new safe place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 06:30:10</strong>
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				Leon was mulling over how he looked for some time now. Making sure his clothes were straight, and clean, checking to make sure he looked and smelled good for their meeting. The girl he only knew as shadow from the internet... He had never really been as excited to meet someone in his life as he was to finally meet her. Running his fingers through his short black hair, looking around the street as he walked with his deep blue eyes, a rather rare combination of natural colors to his bodily features he was told, but attractive too. He was a younger man, and looked the part. A well toned, and tanned body from a career of working outside with carpentry, as well as enjoying his weekly trips to the local park swimming pool to exercise and relax. He was fidgeting with a quarter he had in his hands, rolling it between his fingers rather dexterously, heading toward the coffee shop that they had agreed to meet at.<br><br>Turning onto the street, he caught a gust of the light breeze that was blowing his direction, causing his open black button down shirt to flap gently in the wind. It was a simple style he often wore when he was going out. An open button down shirt, black jeans and a white T shirt under. Noting special, but more than enough to be presentable. Seeing the coffee shop in the distance, he smiled a little, and couldn't help the slight cold sweat that had gripped him. His last relationship ended in disaster, his ex being quite a bit too reliant on him, he was forced to cut things off once she had begun talking marriage when they had only been together for six months. It was time to put that relationship to rest... There was no way he could meet those kind of expectations willingly. That just wasn't the kind of man he was. Once he made it to the door of the shop, he opened it, and stepped inside, greeted by the wonderful smell of fresh coffee and baked goods that often went with it.<br><br>Immediately, he began to look around, but he didn't see her just yet. They had exchanged pictures, and the one he gave her was taken the night they agreed to meet. Hers however, well she was amazingly attractive, but he wasn't sure if it was current, or even her, as the risk with some of these things went. Stepping to the counter, he ordered a small coffee for now, and leaned back against the counter a bit, scanning the few patrons in the shop. There, in the back corner he saw someone that looked like the girl he was looking for... Taking a closer look, she was <em>exactly</em> who he was looking for. A warm smile came to his lips, pleased that her photo matched her current looks, and once his coffee was placed before him, he made his way to the booth in the back corner by the windows to meet the girl he had spent so long talking to from behind a screen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelofShadows</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 06:43:24</strong>
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				Shadow spotted him as he walked from outside into the coffee shop and spent her time just observing him, taking in the way he walked. He didn't really seem the type to be in the lifestyle and she thought maybe for a moment she had made a mistake. Getting a good look at his body when a gust of wind blew open his jacket, she knew that he had a decent body, much like herself who did not have any extra fat upon her body, other than her ass which was rounded out. When he finally set foot into the coffee shop, she could tell that he couldn't see her though she could still keep an eye on him. Leaning back in her chair, she adjusted her clothes once more, a nervous sort of energy around her.<br><br>He seemed nice enough with the way he smiled and ordered his coffee. The barista was not mad, which meant he had manners at least. When he leaned against the counter, she lowered her eyes, but she felt the instant he found her, a certain sort of warmth that flooded her, letting her know she had been spotted. Hearing his name being called, she bite her lip again and looked up as she heard his feet hitting the ground near her. Meeting his gaze, she stood quietly, very glad that his picture was very recent. Standing, she gave him a nervous smile.<br><br>"Leon?" she asked quietly, afraid that she had the wrong person, even though he matched his picture perfectly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 07:27:36</strong>
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				Seeing the woman meet his eyes, he was one hundred percent certain that it was the girl he was here to meet... And he was not disappointed. She was every bit as beautiful as he thought she looked in her picture. Perfectly rounded hips, a smooth looking body, nice and fit. He gave her a warm smile, a little of his own nervousness showing, but only for a second. "Yeah, that's me." He said gently. His voice was even, and deep. There was an air about him... hard to place, but he seemed like he was quite a well mannered man. He stepped before her, only about a foot between the two of them now, and he offered his hand out to her in greeting. Normally, someone wouldn't think he was in the lifestyle of a dominant man, but he kept those things private unless desired otherwise.<br><br>"I'm glad you really came to meet me. given what we have talked about I wasn't sure if it was a sham or not." He was trying to be as nice as he could for their first meeting. Something like what she told him she went through with her ex was not something that someone can just come up with. He didn't want her to start thinking he was some kind of insensitive prick like that. As far as dominants went, he was quite good at what he did, but he wasn't like most. He was gentle, almost entirely coercive, persuading even the reluctant to do what he wanted them to. But again, he kept those things to be on a quite personal level. He had no interest in making her uncomfortable with him. In fact, he was excited, and really hoping this worked out.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelofShadows</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 08:03:36</strong>
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				Shadow relaxed just a bit as he finally admitted that he was the person she was looking for. As his eyes roamed her figure, she figured it was time she did the same. From what she could tell from the white t-shirt, he was fit, the muscles not predominant but more than enough to show he took pride in his body. His jeans, from what she had seen earlier, fit him very nicely, letting her know his ass was nice and firm. As he spoke, she shivered from the deepness of his voice, so very opposite of what she was used to. Meeting his eyes again, she shook his hand with a small smile, still unsure about this meeting.<br><br>"It is not a sham," she replied quietly before motioning to the booth. "Care to sit?" she asked softly before moving to sit down. It hurt a bit to think that he had doubts, but then again, she had already had her own doubts and still did. He seemed just like a well mannered man, not a closet dominant. Though, he did have a wonderful voice, and she could see him using that for another purpose. Watching him settle into the booth, she nervously ripped her cookie into miniature bites before picking up her water and taking a sip. "So...thank you for meeting me here. I wasn't sure if I would be sitting her for hours alone, or if you would appear. You look just like your picture, and you seem just like you had over the phone...save for the...<em>other</em> things we talked about."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 08:21:52</strong>
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				Smiling at her, her voice in person was much more attractive than over the phone. Though she still seemed a little timid around him, or perhaps he was just being paranoid... either way though, he was happy that things were looking up for him today. "Oh? Yeah sure..." He replied to her asking if he wanted to sit, and settled down into the booth, taking a sip of his coffee and sighing pleasantly as the bittersweet fluid warmed his stomach. His doubts about this little get together were getting better. "Sorry, I hope I didn't offend you or anything... It's just that I have been stood up before, so I always inwardly wonder if it will happen again. Believe me I am really glad to see you..." He muttered lightly, watching her tear her cookie into small chunks and enjoy the sweet food. The sight made him chuckle a little, and he took another sip of his coffee.<br><br>"It was no trouble meeting you here. I was a little surprised it was a coffee shop, but this place has really good coffee, and its nice and quiet even when its busy." Listening to her words, he nodded to her, and looked her in the eye as she spoke. It wasn't much to realize that on a normal basis, he was rather respectful. "So you had the same little nagging fear I did. Showing up and not seeing the person you wanted to see... And I have to say your picture doesn't do you justice... you look far more attractive in person." He gave her another warm, gentle smile, and sipped at his coffee. She was gorgeous, and he wasn't joking either... He could tell by looking at her, and the way she acted that she was on the submissive side of things. After being around enough of them you learn to look at things like body language, especially when talking with a potential boyfriend/dominant, or vice versa.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelofShadows</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 09:05:55</strong>
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				"No, you didn't offend me," she said, gently waving off his concern before popping a piece of her cookie into her mouth. Listening to him, she felt his voice wash over her body, loving the sound of it and trying to to outwardly to react to it. It was hard not to, but she was good at hiding things, so it would look like she was merely interested in what he had to say, or so she hopped. At the compliment, she looked up at him in shock and froze for a moment. Her brows knitted together before she chuckled softly. "Heh, you don't have to shower me with compliments, I am already here," she responded, brushing off the compliment as it probably wasn't true anyway.<br><br>Smiling back at him she played with her cookie pieces, just needing something to do with her hands. Noticing the melted chocolate on her thumb she brought it to her mouth and gently ran her tongue over the digit to get the chocolate off before wiping her finger on a clean napkin. No reason to waste perfectly good chocolate. Taking a sip of her water, her foot bounced lightly as she looked back at him. Her fingers gently brushed her bangs back once more as she studied him. "You are very attractive. I thought maybe you had given me a false picture, because there was no way I could be that lucky. But...here you are...and your voice is much more po....much better to listen to in person." she covered, not wanting to give away just what she thought of his voice at this time.<br><br>Shrugging quietly with a hint of a smile, she busied her mouth with another piece of cookie, not wanting to babble in front of him and scare him off. She was curious as to what the plan for today was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>03-09-2010, 04:57:05</strong>
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				He frowned a little at that, seeing that little bit of dismay for her own self worth dip out a little. "I wasn't showering, just stating a fact." He muttered, giving her a small smile. She really was very attractive... He didn't understand why she wasn't acknowledging it. No matter... moving on from the fact. He was at least happy he didn't offend her. A lot of hard work and planning, working through some of the fears she had told him about getting back into this kind of life would have been wasted if he offended her on their first real meeting. He glanced every now and again, watching her toy with the cookie, and barely able to hold back a very broad smile. The way she was so nervously fidgeting like that, keeping her hands occupied and distracted was rather cute to him. His eyes followed her bringing her thumb to her lips, and he was a little pleased at the way she licked the chocolate free of it. Despite the intent, the gesture was slightly sexy.<br><br>"I'm glad you think I'm attractive. I try not to hide behind the internet by using fake pictures, it doesn't seem worth it to me. Why lie to someone behind a screen thats willing to meet with you? They will find out anyways. Most people don't look kindly on being lied to like that... Especially with this being what it is, trust is a very important thing." He was right too. This meeting wasn't just about two people showing a general interest in becoming more than friends. It was about the life of a dominant and his submissive. A relationship like that was doomed to fail unless there was a high amount of trust. The partners have to be able to trust one another with their entirety, and if that trust was impossible, the relationship would be doomed to fail in a very short amount of time. Fear and worry would breed inside of a mind, and eventually it would all come tumbling down. He thought that may have been a way that her last relationship had ended... but the abusive portion of it was still something he would have to be careful of. She was fragile, in more ways than one, he thought.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelofShadows</strong> on <strong>03-09-2010, 07:27:30</strong>
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				Shadow just shrugged slightly, not really listening to his statement about not showering her with kind words. Sighing softly, she felt the awkward silence creep up upon them. She had no idea what to talk about at this point, and no idea what was supposed to happen now. Eating another piece of cookie, her eyes fell to the table, starting to become tense with nerves as the silence continued. This was not how this meeting was supposed to go, at least not in her fantasy. That's what she gets for creating a fantasy in her head though. With that she began to chuckle, upon seeing the questioning look, her chuckle died as she cleared her throat.<br><br>"Sorry, just thought of something interesting. Don't worry about it, I highly doubt you would even be interested."she mumbled, clearly not wanting to discuss the issue any longer. Picking up another piece of cookie, she silently berated herself for allowing her thoughts to affect her outward appearance and make her seem like a crazy lunatic. With a sigh, she met his eyes and shrugged in slight apology, not sure what to do now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 03:34:42</strong>
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				He raised his brow and frowned a little at her words. "I'm interested in whatever you have to say. I wouldn't be here if I wasn't interested in you." His words were simple, and very common, but honest. He truly was very interested in her as a person... He would have never really agreed to meet her like this if he wasn't. He leaned forward a little and rest his chin on his hand, looking at her face intently. The way he looked at her, well even if she was hesitant about his words, the seriousness of his eyes would at least ring some sort of a bell. "This isn't new for me, coming to meet someone for a date. Its really convenient to set things like this up. But I always have an interest in the people I meet... And I got to know you pretty well from our conversations, even the less popular ones..." Of course, the less popular ones were her past relationship, and how she was abused by her former lover.<br><br>He leaned back on the padded seat, and brought his mug to his lips, sipping the warm sweet coffee, before sighing pleasantly and giving her a soft smile. "I'd like to hear everything you had to tell me. You don't have to feel like you need to hold anything back. I'm here because I think something good will come out of it for us both. No need to be reserved or shy about things.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelofShadows</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 18:35:45</strong>
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				Saying nothing to his words about being interested, her eyes dropped to the table as she lost herself in thought. He said this wasn't new form him. Did that mean he often did this? Was there no one he deemed worthy enough to follow through with? Was he perhaps the reason he had to keep looking because he was not all that he promised? Something about his words mad her uneasy even though he seemed perfectly at ease her. It was true, she had told him a lot, it was always easier to tell a stranger your deeper and darker secrets then someone you knew well. Running a hand through her ponytail, she re-tucked her bangs behind her ear and closed her eyes for just a moment.<br><br>Hearing him shift, her eyes shot up, only to see him relaxing more. At his request to tell her anything, she lifted an eyebrow. "Well...to be honest. This is now how I saw this going. I don't know what I imagined...but it just feels...wrong somehow and I don't know why. Maybe because you are still technically a total stranger, or just because you don't seem like the type in person and I am growing nervous. Of course, I wouldn't expect you to act that way all the time, normal society has rules against it, but here with me, I thought I would at least see signs of it. I am just...thinking that I never really learned all that much about you, and here you know all about my tainted and horrid past. Should I still trust you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 06:50:31</strong>
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				Giving her a small smile as she explained herself, he finished her words with a nod. "I can see why that would make you feel nervous... and no, you really don't know all that much about me. But that was one of many things I was hoping to change." Leaning forward a little, he rest his arms on the table. Given her past, her being nervous was completely justified, and he would have trouble trusting someone, especially in a situation like this if he were in her shoes. "I don't act or seem like I am that type of guy because of a few reasons, the simplest of those would be, you're not in a relationship with me currently, so I have no right to. And as you said, if people saw me acting like that in public, I would get more than my fair share of filthy glances." He chuckled gently, and tilted his head a bit, looking into her eyes.<br><br>"Its hard for me to tell you if you should trust me. What I can promise you is, that I would never betray that trust should you give it to me. I may live this lifestyle, but it is a very trust oriented kind of life... Even if you can't trust me at first, I can help you learn to trust me. Given what happened to you in your last relationship, I wouldn't be the least bit offended if you thought or felt you couldn't trust anyone. But if you decided to give it a try, I would help you as much as I could."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelofShadows</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 01:54:11</strong>
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				Shadow nodded quietly as she settled back against the booth. His words did made sense, and she could not fault him for wanting to be more reserved in order not to scare her off. Forcing herself not to play with her napkin, her cookie, or anything else nearby, she sighed softly and struggled to figure out what should happen next. Meeting his eyes, she crossed her legs and nodded quietly. "What did you have planned for today except for this meeting?" she asked softly. "I mean...we always discussed that we would meet, but not really what would happen after that...." she said nervously.<br><br>While she was not exactly ready to just go all in, she was unsure what he was looking for today, and if it would be many more awkward days like this before they did anything else.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 23:39:32</strong>
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				Bringing his hand to his chin, he can't help but wonder what else they could do... The day was going to drag a bit from now, since it was still pretty early. Maybe something decent, or nice for her, so they could at least get more comfortable being around one another would work out well enough? "Well, how about we go get something to eat? Like a real dinner, spend the night doing something interesting, or at least mildly entertaining, so we get used to being around one another?" It was a modest proposal, but there was merit in it at least. By doing some common things together they could get a small hint about what it would be like to be around the other for an extended period of time, and perhaps by that, grow more comfortable with this already strange situation. It wasn't much, but it seemed pretty sound to him.<br><br>Raising his hand to his forehead and brushing his fingers through his hair, he took a long drink of his coffee before looking at her. "How does that sound?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning to Live Again</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelofShadows</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 20:52:36</strong>
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				Thinking quietly, she nodded after hearing his proposal and took a sip of her water. "That works fine for me," she said with a smile. "Uhm, should I go change and then meet you later tonight?" she questioned, wondering when and where he wanted to meet her. I would love dinner, and maybe...uhm...I don't know what to do for entertainment. Maybe a movie or something? But not in a theatre, that's kind of pointless if you want to get to know someone." she mumbled. <br><br>Shrugging, she met his eyes and gave a small blush, not liking that she had started to babble once again.
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