The Doctor and Her Mistress
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				Title: <strong>The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 06:48:30</strong>
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				Nearing the last two hours of her shift, Dr. Melissa Davis was hoping that it would slow down enough that she might be able to get home on time. Anything, she thought, to get off of this shift. It didn't happen often, but every so often, she found herself on the shift with the group of female doctors and nurses that were so cliquish it was frightening. They didn't know quite what to do with Melissa. An admitted lesbian, the women didn't have a clue how to interact with her. Apparently, when they would go on about how hot Brad Pitt was, Melissa wasn't allowed to talk about how she found Angelina Jolie even more attractive.<br><br>It didn't help that the Malibu Barbie types that populated that clique portion of the nurse pool made her feel unbelievably insecure. Her breasts were real, her skin a healthy ivory, her face untouched by a plastic surgeon, but they did their best to make every single part of that seem like a detriment rather than something positive.<br><br>The brunette doctor was curvy, but healthy. She had always enjoyed good food, as it had been one of the things denied to her as a young teen when her mother had felt she was getting a bit pudgy, though now Melissa knew she'd been perfectly healthy. Her brown hair was pulled back into a bun, keeping it out of the way as she walked down the halls in her blue scrubs, the most casual thing the doctor wore. More often than not, she came and left the hospital in a dress and heels because that was what she was most comfortable in, part of her mother's training that stuck.<br><br>She finished off a quick bite of cold pizza between patients before getting back to work, helping a little boy who had accidentally cut open his forearm. It was just a normal day on the job, or so it seemed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 07:26:10</strong>
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				Valentine Delacroix sat in the waiting room, nursing a dislocated shoulder. She didn't mind the pain, pain she was good with, it was the inability to use it that had driven her to the ER. She was still wearing her short-shorts and a t-shirt that didn't quite cover her midsection, and she wasn't amused. She'd twisted the wrong way while playing soccer, and now she was goign to have to wait...and wait.<br><br>She wasn't wearing make-up, but she'd always been gifted with good looks, her red hair was long, and wavy, and thick. Her eyes were a deep mix of colours, green and brown, but strikingly clear, not dull in any sense. She had long legs, and smooth curves, her breasts were large, but not overly so, and firm. Her lips were full, and their usual pale colour.<br><br>She was a lesbian, not strictly, she'd been with men, and not unpleasantly, but that didn't mean she could stand them romantically.<br><br>She sighed, and leaned back, adjusting her arm so it hurt less. She'd come in behind a boy with a forearm wound, it didn't look serious, so she had hope that she'd be seen soon. She would've adjusted it herself, but she wasn't sure it wasn't fractured, so she'd have the doctor take a look.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 07:55:02</strong>
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				"Valentine Delacroix," the blond nurse called out, asking for the woman to come back to one of the screened-off areas where the doctor could see her.<br><br>In another of the little spaces, Melissa was assuring the boy. "You're being a very brave boy," she said. "I always said the shot to numb was worse than the stitches, don't you think?"<br><br>She earned a nod of his head in return. The mother was soothingly rubbing circles on his back. "He gave us such a scare," she said.<br><br>"I'm sure, but I promise, hardly any damage done. Just a faint scar if that." Melissa loved her job. It was one of the few things that she really did enjoy. Romantic relationships had all been dead ends, but helping the people, saving lives, that had real meaning.<br><br>It took very little time to bandage up the wound and assure the mother and son one more time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 08:05:26</strong>
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				Valentine sat on the bed in the area, surrounded by curtains on all sides. She'd always disliked hospitals, not the emergency room, that had always seemed interesting, but instead, she disliked the floors above, hundreds and hundreds of the sick and dying all healed together, if anything could get her down it was a hospital, it was the main reason she'd never been able to fathom being a doctor or a nurse.<br><br>She found the setting a little interesting though, just a bed and a curtain, very...Spartan, also a little provocative if she were to let her mind wander.<br><br>She heard the doctor, her doctor, she assumed, nearby tending to the boy. She sounded very good at her job. Val would just have to make sure she didn't end up getting any shots. Her personality, her chosen and lifetime role as a mistress, even one without a slave, meant that she had to be in control, no sedatives, or painkillers, no restraints and no boss. She needed, absolutely, to be free, most people bargained their freedom away little by little, but she wouldn't. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 00:10:47</strong>
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				Melissa removed her rubber gloves and walked into the next exam area to find a rather attractive redhead on the bed. The woman looked like she'd been doing something active and had on a small outfit that left little to the imagination. She couldn't help but take note of the delicious sight.<br><br>"Miss Delacroix?" she asked with a smile. "I'm Dr. Davis. According to your chart, you have a dislocated shoulder. I would like to have a look at it, to make sure that there has been no additional damage done. Then, I can help to push it back into place if there aren't any problems, though it will hurt. We can administer a pain medicine to help with the pain." She put a new pair of rubber gloves on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 01:02:44</strong>
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				She nodded at her name but frowned and the mention of medication, it was always tought to explain that to doctors, but her lifestyle was her choice.<br><br>"I won't need any pain medication," she said. She could take worse that a dislocated shoulder, and those who'd tried in vain before to convince her to take a sedative had all been surprised at just how high her tolerance was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 01:21:04</strong>
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				Melissa heard the authority in that tone and didn't want to admit that excited her slightly. "If you are certain. I felt I should offer at least."<br><br>She'd had her own fair share of dislocated shoulders, even an elbow once, as a child. She knew it was possible to get them put into place without pain medicine.<br><br>The doctor stepped forward and lightly checked over the other woman's shoulder. "I'm going to be as careful as I can." Her touches were light as she tried to feel for any problems other than the dislocated shoulder. "Let me know if I hurt you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 05:15:09</strong>
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				"Don't worry about that," said Val, "I just need it done right..."<br><br>She didn't want to have any undiagnosed fractures, or bone splinters, or anything of the sort. It wouldn't help her life any to have Dr. Davis being gentle and miss something important, though Val didn't suspect that she was the kind to make a mistake like that, there was no reason to assume she was as good at her job as Val suspected.<br><br>Val hadn't really thought about how pretty her Doctor was when she came in, but closer, even with the blue scrubs, she was quite attractive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 05:28:01</strong>
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				"I wish more people had your attitude," Melissa said. "You would be surprised by the people who we practically have to knock out just to treat them." She pressed a little harder. "I don't have any reason to think there's anything else but a dislocated shoulder. I'll have to push it back in."<br><br>She moved to the side opposite the problem arm. "Are you ready?" She wrapped her arms around the other woman, putting her hands on Val's arm, waiting for a signal from the woman before pulling the arm up into place with a bit of force.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 05:31:32</strong>
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				The only indication that she'd felt anything was that she closed her eyes for a brief moment. She didn't even seem to clench her teeth as the joint was popped back into place and the sharp, blinding pain, appeared, and disappeared within a moment, though an ache remained.<br><br>"You're very attractive," she said, not responding to anything Dr. Davis had said before, but instead opening a new topic, that she hoped would lead to something good. Because she was a mistress, it was, of course, her perrogative to change the topic of the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 05:49:29</strong>
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				Melissa felt a blush come to her cheeks. "Thank you," she said. She felt the same about the woman on the bed, but professional rules would not let her say so. "How did you manage to dislocate your shoulder?"<br><br>She pulled out the clipboard again, looking over the chart and pulling out a pen to add some additional notes. Her green eyes, which she'd been told were fairly intense, scanned over the document, then looked back up at Val.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 06:04:34</strong>
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				"Soccer," said Val, "I'm Valentine by the way..."<br><br>She stretched her arm out, feeling a little more aching, but all-in-all Dr. Davis had done a good job.<br><br>Her attractive doctor wasn't giving her much in return, perhaps she was straight? Statistically likely, she supposed, but she had a feeling nonetheless.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 06:15:44</strong>
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				"I'm Melissa," the doctor said, taking the hand and again turning faintly pink. "You really should limit the movement of that shoulder for a while at least. I'd also like to recommend maybe some icy hot or Bengay. It is soothing. Also, some ibuprofen to reduce any possible swelling."<br><br>She smiled at her. "Be good with it for a day or so and you should be fine. Though I have to warn you that it is possible you could have this happen again."<br><br>"Was the shoulder the only thing?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 06:35:31</strong>
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				"Yes," said Val, but she wasn't about to let Melissa off the hook just yet, getting a name was good, but she wanted more. Plus, she wasn't planning on coming back anytime soon, she wasn't a hopeless romantic, planning on sweeping Melissa off her feet with flowers and candy. Though, if she had it her way, Melissa might be bringing her the same, though, all she was really thinking of was a date, Melissa was pretty, but Val knew next to nothing about her.<br><br>"I'm trying to flirt, Melissa," said Valentine, "but you aren't making it easy..."<br><br>Her mistress had come out to play, and she wasn't going to beat around the bush, Melissa would run, or stay, but whichever one she ended up doing, Val wouldn't shed any tears.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 06:52:03</strong>
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				"I am at work," Melissa said. "We have certain rules about saying anything inappropriate to a patient and there is just a curtain between us and everyone else." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a business card with her information on it. "You can use that to give me a call if, say, something happens with your arm when I'm not at work."<br><br>It was the best hint she could do. There were too many people on staff tonight that would love more than anything to see her reprimanded for the same thing they all did on a regular basis.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 07:01:37</strong>
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				"I see," said Val, so she was good with rules...well that was all the better for her. She wasn't going to be calling Melissa, though, it simply wasn't her way, so she stood up, and took the pen from the clip-board, a scribbled on the back of the card, handing it back to Melissa.<br><br>It read, '184 Pineview Blvd, 6:00 pm, tomorrow, dinner."<br><br>It wasn't really an invitation, it was a command, though Melissa might not interpret it that way. She'd make the reservation, it was a nice restaurant and the owner was a friend. Being there would mean Melissa was interested, and that would be enough, Val would have a pleasant dinner even if she didn't, so she had nothing to lose. If they couldn't talk about it...well, Melissa could keep a card hidden easily enough.<br><br>"I think my arm will be just fine," she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 07:23:41</strong>
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				Melissa smiled and nodded. "If you're certain. I hope it feels better." She held out a paper to Val. "Treatment over the next 24 hours. You don't want to risk damaging it, after all."<br><br>There was something about the way the woman was so sure of herself that excited the doctor, but she would be wary. She had been taken advantage of in her last relationship because of her own eager-to-please nature with her girlfriends. She wasn't about to make that mistake again.<br><br>"You can go out to billing on your way out. Good luck and I hope to be seeing you." She smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 07:43:24</strong>
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				Val nodded, and made her way out, giving Melissa one last look, checking out her figure once more. Her face looked genuine, which meant very little or no plastic surgery, Val hoped none, it was a preference, but also, she'd found women who needed to change their body to look 'prettier' were often not satisfied, and the look was never really quite right in the end.<br><br>Val made her way to billing and gave her insurance. She was covered, and wouldn't get a bill, her job was lucrative, if sporadic, so she was wealthy, but not always working, it was a good situation for her, especially given that she had control over her own hours, and jobs. She was a ghost-writer, she wrote 'autobiographies' for people too bad a writing to stumble through it, she wrote normal books as well, but her name had never appeared on the spine of a book, and only the people in the industry knew her name to be able to call her. She was paid well, though, a five-figure advance, and a six-figure pay-out on a book, if it was something expecting to sell well, she was paid flat, regardless of the book's success, though success was what kept her getting offers. She could write a book in four months, and she'd never made an editor check more than typos, another facet of her mistress lifestyle.<br><br>She left the hospital feeling rather satisfied with herself. She went to her car, it was a Towncar, not overly expensive, but very nice. She called for reservations the moment she left, just in case.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 16:34:33</strong>
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				Melissa finished her shift, excited about the prospect of the date tomorrow night. She wasn't sure yet about the other woman, but she was wiling to give dating a go at least. She was determined not to fall into the same trap that she always did, falling head over heels to the point that she'd do anything that was asked of her until she ended up resenting the other person because she was getting nothing in return.<br><br>Still, she tried to be an optimist as she finished her shift and headed out to her car, a Lexus, and headed home to her modest apartment. With it just being her, she might splurge on little things, but she never went over the top with the apartment itself.<br><br>She went to bed, thinking about the prospective date tomorrow, grateful it was her day off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 02:14:51</strong>
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				Val made it home, to suburbia, the place where your neighbour could be a serial killer, a mistress, or any of a million things, or just a neighbour. Isolated enough by a lack of familiarity, she could do anything she liked in privacy.<br><br>She went to bed late, wondering about her date the next day. She hadn't made it clear that she was a mistress, but she hadn't needed to. She'd always imagined that if someone truly had a connection with her, it would be because they could accept who she was, and what their respective roles would be.<br><br>She wasn't a mean mistress, not by any measure, controlling, but helpful, and loving, with the right person. She went to sleep wondering if Melissa was thinking about her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>02-08-2009, 06:00:02</strong>
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				When it was nearing time for her date with Val, she found a green dress that matched her eyes, a pair of gold stilleto heels and delicate gold jewelry. Her chestnut brown hair was draped down over her shoulders, and her face was made up with enough make up to look pretty, but not so much that it was unnatural. She played to her features, particularly her curvy body.<br><br>With a smile, she looked at herself in the mirror and made sure that she looked like she hoped. She could only work with her features as they were, but she didn't think she was an unattractive woman. Melissa just wasn't a standard beauty. Not the type you saw on television, not like the women her mother always wanted her to be like as a teenager.<br><br>She grabbed her car keys off of the table by the door and had her purse in her hand, a little anxious at actually doing this. She hoped tha Val hadn't been kidding. It wouldn't be the first time she'd thought she was set for date and found that someone was just toying with her. Still, there was something about the red-headed woman who had come into the hospital last night that intrigued the doctor, and Melissa was determined to figure out what it was that had done it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>02-08-2009, 09:33:09</strong>
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				Val got dressed for her date fairly quickly. She wore a white dress that showed off her hair more than anything, it was a more red shade of the red hair colour that people normally thought of, and it showed well, long and wavy, with the dress. The dress itself was low-cut, a halter-neck that hung off of her, accentuating her curves and and showing the curves of her breasts, as it was clear that she couldn't have been wearing a bra.<br><br>She wore a pair of white heels with her dress, and a white purse, her wardrobe was large, but she rarely dressed up quite so much.<br><br>She headed out the door, climbing into her car, and checking her light eyeshadow in the mirror. She didn't wear a lot of make-up. She'd been gifted in that department, her parents' beautiful girl, though, they hadn't quite seen lesbian mistress coming. Not that they'd been overly shocked by it, they were accepting, former hippies, and still got stoned now and again.<br><br>She switched on the ending and backed out of her driveway, hoping she wasn't going to get stood up. In her dress she'd have to deal with men all night if she went to a club to assuage her boredom, at least with Melissa, it would cut down the number of men willing to approach either one of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 06:52:00</strong>
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				Melissa drove up to the front of the restaurant, ten minutes early. She was almost always early, unless the situation was out of her hands. She checked her curling brown hair in the rearview mirror. With how she had to wear it up at work, people didn't often get to see how curly it was most of the time. Now, it was nearly in ringlets that fell just at the start of the deep V of the dress at her front and back ofher dress.<br><br>She got out of the car to wait outside, taking her gold purse in her hands as she waited for any sight of the woman who had insisted they meet up here.<br><br>Melissa ignored the looks that some of the men and a few of the women gave her as they walked by. She knew that she was dressed in a way to get attention, but she thought it should be within reason.<br><br>Her emerald eyes scanned the parking lot for any sign of Val, a bit of curiosity wondering what the woman would drive. It was a bit difficult to try to place her in anything. Each time she saw a car that might be hers, it never was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 07:16:51</strong>
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				Val pulled into the parking lot, seeing Melissa waiting outside right away. That was good, and something that made Val very enthusastic to get to know Melissa.<br><br>She pulled up, parking the black Lincoln Town Car, and getting out. Her dress had almost no back at all, and it showed off her skin, as well as her figure perfectly.<br><br>She stepped out, and locked her car, putting the keys in her purse and walking over to join Melissa. She immediately put a hand on Melissa's arm and leaned in to give her a light kiss on the cheek, though it was nothing really, just a sign of mild affection, somethin exchanged between friends.<br><br>"I'm glad you came," she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 17:39:09</strong>
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				When Melissa saw the towncar and Val, she smiled. She could hardly stop staring at the gorgeous redhead. She lightly clicked her pink lips as she saw Val approaching.<br><br>It was like electricity as the woman's lips met her cheek. It could have been her imagination, but still, she couldn't deny that she was incredibly attracted to the woman.<br><br>"Well, you didn't seem to give me any other options at the ER," Melissa said with a chuckle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 04:04:53</strong>
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				"I didn't intend to," she said, "but I'm still glad..."<br><br>She made a small turn, indicating that she wanted to go inside and then walked through the doors, smiling at the hostess, who imediately got their menus and led them to their table.<br><br>She sat down, setting her purse aside, and getting comfortable. They had a booth, private, comfortable, enough at least to avoid being stared at, though Val knew that they weren't exactly anyone's idea of lesbians one saw in real life, and most likely they'd be assumed to be just friends, that was, unless they both got buzz cuts.<br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 05:43:35</strong>
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				Melissa followed the woman inside the restaurant. She rather liked the small booth they were sent to, as it was slightly away from prying eyes. "This is a really nice place," she said as she sat down across from Val, setting her own purse to the side.<br><br>"How is your shoulder doing?" She was genuinely concerned, hoping the woman who had been her patient was still okay. "No problems at all with it?"<br><br>The doctor looked over the menu to look at Val.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 06:39:12</strong>
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				"Fine," she said, "perfectly fine..."<br><br>She put her menu down, and slid it to the side.<br><br>"I'll order for you..." she said. It wasn't a question, it was a statement, not necessarily a command, but something that she clearly wasn't going to be talking over. She wasn't sure if Melissa knew that she was dominant, or just how dominant she was, but she knew it was better to let her figure it out a bit more, before talking about their relationship, new as it was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 02:41:55</strong>
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				"Oh," Melissa said, a little surprised. "Um. Just no fish. I have to be careful with fish. I'm allergic to cod and a few other regular fish, and it would be kind of embarrassing for a doctor to go into anaphylaxis." She smiled over at the other woman. Shellfish or anything else would be fine." She shrugged, then smiled. It was kind of nice having someone wanting to order for her.<br><br>"So, what do you do for a living?" She rested her elbow on the table, her head on her fist to look over at Val.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 06:15:19</strong>
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				"I'm a writer," she said, "I found that I had a talent for it, and it paid well, and afforded me plenty of free time..."<br><br>She motioned for the waiter who came over.<br><br>"I'll have the steak, medium rare, and she'll have the beef wellington..." she said, ordering in the style of a food lover, and frequenter of fancy restaurants.<br><br>The waiter nodded, not writing anything down, but going to the kitchen.<br><br>"Tell me," she said, as an order, and not a snappy way of asking a question, "how does someone who looks like you not have a girlfriend?"<br><br>It was forward, but also a compliment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 06:21:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa's cheeks turned pink. "I dumped my last girlfriend. She took advantage of me too much. Sort of a pattern. I like to make people happy, but the last people I've dated have tried to make me little more than a slave. And Wendi, she just didn't get that what I do at work means I couldn't be at her beck and call all the time." She shrugged, no idea that the word slave might have other meaning to the other woman.<br><br>She toyed with her chestnut colored hair, spinning a strand of it around her finger. "But enough of that. It's bad luck to talk about exes on a date, I think. But... what about you, you're gorgeous. I am surprised you don't have someone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 19:57:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't have someone because the women who are attracted to me are like you..." she said, "they detest the relationship I want..."<br><br>She was already disappointed, it seemed that Melissa had already tried, and rejected the lifestyle she wanted, it was a shame, but there couldn't be anything between them while that was the case.<br><br>"Too bad," she said, "I guess taking about exes is bad luck..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 20:29:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What do you mean?" Melissa said. "You... want a relationship like that? To be so needy and clingy that a person can't be away from you for five minutes? That was what Wendi was like. And demanding too. She spent the better part of a week yelling at me because I was working too late trying to keep a girl from dying to run her errands. The girl lived, but all the stores had closed." Her frustration bled into her voice. She sighed and settled back in her seat. She wished she'd never brought the other woman up, but better to know now rather than later.<br><br>"I've been walked on my entire life," Melissa said. "And I do a lot to please people because I like to, but I'm tired of people treating me like I'm worthless. That's what my last two girlfriends did." It was what her parents had done and they still had the ability to do it even now. "So... if that's what you're looking for, maybe we can just have a nice meal and say that's it."<br><br>She had to admit she was disappointed. Caring for someone, having them care for her, she wanted that. But she was already aware of her own submissive tendencies to let someone take advantage of them one more time. She had to put her foot down early before she reached the point she wasn't able to do so.<br><br>Melissa folded her hands in her lap and looked down at them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 01:40:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah..." said Val suddenly understanding what Melissa meant.<br><br>"I'm sorry if thats what you meant...I should explain..." she said, "I'm a mistress...I want someone who will be a...submissive partner, but I don't want to give the impression that I'm anything like...her...Wendi...because I'm not, I like control, I crave it, and I maintain control over my own life...and one day, I'd like to have a partner who will give up control to me as well, but that doesn't mean I'm looking for someone to match my life, and be permanently available, I am looking for a partner, after all, not an equal, but a partner."<br><br>She sighed and adjusted herself in her seat, not sure if she was making herself clear.<br><br>"Now...if you're alright with who I am...what I am, then our meal can be a date, a first date, at that," she said, "you can ask me anything you like if you're not sure...but I won't blame you if your experiences have left you, uncomfortable with me...now that you know what I want..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 07:36:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa relaxed in her seat and she smiled. "That doesn't bother me. You're far more up front about it than my exes. They tried to hide behind an equal relationship while treating me like crap. I tend to give up a lot when I date someone, anyway. It would be nice to put it in the hands of someone I trust, if I found I could with you."<br><br>She reached her hand across the table, putting it in the middle, palm up. "If you could promise me that work remains something separate, something for me, something that is important enough that it sometimes comes first, then I wouldn't mind calling this a date."<br><br>Work was the one thing that had made her feel like she meant something, and she knew she was good enough at her job to be of benefit to her patients.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 08:05:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I promise," she said, putting her hand across the table and taking Melissa's hand in her own. She squeezed it and let go, returning her hands to her own side of the table and smiling.<br><br>She was relieved and happy, that Melissa felt the way she did. Not everyone could hear that there wouldn't be equality in their relationship and take it well, the truth was there rarely ever was, in a relationship, and at least, she supposed honesty had its value.<br><br>"While we're on the subject of exes..." she said, "anyone I ought to know about...psychopath-wise?" she asked, trying to be a bit humorous, but it was a legitimate question.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 08:20:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, my exes were all pretty pathetic," Melissa said with a smile. "No worries on that."<br><br>She again rested her elbow on the table and looked at Val as she supported her cheek on her hand. "What about you? Any I should worry about?"<br><br>She felt more at ease, though she was still questioning what the difference would be between the previous girlfriends who'd tried to dominate her versus this woman who genuinely considered herself a mistress. Would it be better? Worse?<br><br>She couldn't know just yet, but she had hope.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 08:33:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No," she said, "as I've had...submissive partners, in the past, at least all the ones I'd even consider partners, they're all fairly harmless, and found themselves relationships to suit their needs. I had a stalker, once, though <em>he</em> was not related to my lifestyle, and learned his lesson..."<br><br>She left it at that, the story could be longer when there was more between them, for now, that was about as private as she'd get.<br><br>The food arrived as she was finished talking and she smiled. The wine appeared a bottle set aside for her, and poured for them.<br><br>The waiter gave a short bow and left them to eat.<br><br>"I enjoy this place," she said, "the owner is an old friend, I used to date his wife..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 19:40:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa smiled. "It has a nice feel to it," she said. "It's good that you were able to keep a friendly relationship with her after you split."<br><br>She began to eat slowly, putting the napkin on her lap and eating small bites. "You seem to live your life by the standard of being in control. How do you manage that all the time?"<br><br>Melissa would be hard pressed to find a time when she really felt totally in control of her own life, save for when she was at work. Even now, as she ate, she took small bites that she ate slowly, just as her mother had always made her as a child and teen so that she didn't "get fat."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 20:07:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We're all in control," she said, "the difference is wether you exert that control, or not. I am writer because I have no boss, and don't work when I don't want to, I make sure that my money is protected, so that I can never be in a situation where the lack of money forces me to do something I don't want to..."<br><br>She cut into her steak and chewed a piece, savouring the flavour before continuing.<br><br>"I remain fit, and practice self-defence, and I choose to educate myself for my decisions instead of requiring advice..." she said, "I stay sober, though, I have no particular aversion to being stoned, if I so choose, regardless of the law, as long as I maintain control, which I've found is very difficult to do."<br><br>"I manage it, because I live it," she said, "I have for a long time, and it gets easier, of course, its something I was born with, though my practice of it is my choice, the tendency for it was always there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 20:27:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa nodded. "Understandable. That explains why you didn't want to take any painkillers at the ER." She ate slowly as she continued. "I've never been that much in control of my own life. Not that I can remember, which is why I think I'm always so easy to hand over that control to someone else."<br><br>She took a bite and swallowed. It was really very good. "Except at work. Work is different. I have to be in control there or people get hurt."<br><br>Looking over at the other woman, she asked one of many questions on her mind. "What would being with you entail, for me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 20:42:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well," she said, "it could entail many things, I'd want to be intimate, naturally, though, I won't rush you, and I'd expect a certain degree of control, a minimum, at first, if thats all you're comfortable with, I'd determine when our dates were, and what we'd do. The more control you're willing to give me, the more serious our relationship would be...I would expect that being a slave...would be the goal, that you could give up all control to me, and trust that I would act in your interests, and take care of you, and love you...and you would love me, and obey me," she said.<br><br>She knew that the idea of slavery was enough to scare away a lot of people, but she couldn't lie and say she wanted to tell her what to wear, and order her around in bed and then let her live her life as if they weren't together.<br><br>"Don't...be too concerned with that," she said, "that would be...the utimate goal, much like marriage is for some..."<br><br>She didn't want Melissa thinking that she'd be forcing it upon her either, it was something to be entered into, if two people were truly right for one another.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 21:02:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa nodded slowly. "None of that sounds so bad to me," she admitted. "Just as long as it doesn't affect my job. As long as I'd be allowed to continue my job as a professional doctor."<br><br>The idea of beign an actual slave... that was scary, but she wouldn't deny that it was intriguing at least to enter into this kind of relationship with eyes wide open.<br><br>"I'd be willing to try," she said. "Slowly at first, like you said." She smiled at Val and let her hand rest on the table again for the other woman to take if she wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 04:03:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As a slave...a total submissive, there would be no part of your life I couldn't touch..." she said, "but if...we get to that point, there would have to be trust between us, and, part of that would be trusting me not to make you unhappy..."<br><br>She took Melissa's hand once more, and smiled.<br><br>"Being a mistress, means caring for your partner, as well as controlling them," she said.<br><br>She smiled again, and squeezed Melissa's hand gently.<br><br>"It means a lot that you'll try..." she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 05:36:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa smiled at Val. "I'm definitely willing," she said, again smiling.<br><br>She continued eating her meal. "You made a nice pick on the food. And now it' makes much more sense why you wanted to order for me. I guess I'm going to have to get used to that."<br><br>The woman then took a sip of her wine and looked over at Val, slowly embracing the idea of the relationship Val wanted, though still trying to come to terms with what it could mean.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 06:33:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I only ordered for you because I knew what was good," she said, "one of my...rules, is that my partner always orders second, to allow for me to order for them if I want to..."<br><br>She took another bite of her steak before continuing. She talked in a calm and casual tone, as though she were describing a cultural practice that Melissa was curious about.<br><br>"As a doctor, you must understand the need to maintain authority, while not doing everything yourself," she said, "just because you order for yourself, doesn't mean you are in charge of ordering, and the opposite is true, just because I don't order for you, doesn't mean I'm not in control, control can mean deciding to let someone choose."<br><br>She smiled and took another bite.<br><br>"So..." she said, "how did you...decide to become a doctor?" she asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 17:53:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"At first, it was because I was looking for a career that had a long enough college track I could be away from home for as long as I could. I was better with biology than law, so I stuck with being a doctor. I found, though that I loved it, and despite crazy hours at times, I really enjoyed it. I considered once doing a private practice, but working in the ER has been so much more rewarding. And a little bit more of a challenge."<br><br>She smiled. "It started off as a way to rebel against my mother and step-father, and turned into something that I can't imagine myself not doing."<br><br>"What about you? What got you into writing, or was it something you always enjoyed doing?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 18:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well," she said, "I always enjoyed writing, but it wasn't until I realized I was good at it that becoming a writer occured to me. It was also the only profession that really allowed me freedom and control, because not working meant not getting paid, not losing my job, and so, with the understanding of my agent, I worked whatever way I wanted, and only on the things I wanted to..."<br><br>She finished on her steak, it wasn't that large, but it was delicious, and she put her fork down.<br><br>"Why did you want to rebel?" she asked, "as a writer, I sense a story there...but don't worry, I only write about lives I have nothing to do with.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 02:25:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It was... the first opportunity to do it," she said. Her back went straight at her attempts to try and even talk about her family. "I had a very controlled childhood." She wasn't comfortable talking about it all. Not yet at least.<br><br>She looked down at how much of her food she had eaten. There was still some left, but memory of her mother's near-starvation tactics made her lose her appetite. She set down her fork and looked over at Val. "Do you keep in touch with your family much?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 07:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not really," she said, "I suppose I was rebelling a bit too, moving out here...but they're nice...they're supportive I suppose, not in the way that matters, though, I figure they really don't care...they viewed me as an excuse to indoctrinate someone in the ways of free-love and fighting the power. I think they'd rather think of me as a twenty-four seven dominatrix with a whip and high-high, high heels, dressed all in leather. When I told them I was a lesbian, they wanted to break out a bong to celebrate...."<br><br>She realized she'd gone on a bit about her parents, but it was always good to open up, especially when Melissa was so reluctant.<br><br>"When I was sixteen, they sent me to an orgy," she said, "it wasn't bad...in fact, I think it was rather enlightening, but I guess, becoming a mistress and a writer of non-fiction that 'upholds the power' as they'd put it, was just my way of kicking their ideals."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 06:18:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa shook her head. "I don't think our parents could have been any more different." She chuckled. "Mine were Pentecostal, obsessively so. Being a doctor was my rebellion, not... not being a lesbian though. Being a lesbian was just me figuring out for sure who I was. I tried to be with men. I even had a boyfriend in college that I'm still in touch with--he's married with four daughters now--but none ever did it for me the way women did."<br><br>She kept things vague about her family, not wanting to say much more than she had already done. It had felt only fair to tell her a bit, since Val had already opened up quite a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 06:33:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Melissa," she said, changing the subject, "I brought something for you..."<br><br>She reached into her bag on the seat beside her, and brought out a jewllery box, it was small, almost like a ring-box, and Val laughed. She imagined Melissa thinking she was proposing on the first date, and that was enough to make her laugh. She opened it and slid it across to her.<br><br>It was a pendant, on a thin chain, though it was a choker, not a necklace.<br><br>"I mentioned a collar, didn't I?" she said, "well this is something like one of those half-heart necklace things in terms of committment...if you don't like it, I can take it back and get it replaced with something nicer, but I'd like you to wear something to show that you're with me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 07:33:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa looked at the box, curious what could be inside. The other woman had just met her, so the doctor couldn't imagine why she would be getting her jewelry so soon. Yet, as she looked at the nice choker, she looked up at Val, getting the meaning before the word collar even left the redhead's mouth.<br><br>"It's very nice," Melissa said with a smile. "I'd be glad to wear it." She reached for it, but then pulled her hand back. "You should put it on me, right?"<br><br>Somehow, that seemed right. She had never been in a relationship like this before, but Melissa sensed that something like this she really needed to defer to the woman sitting across from her. "I'd be proud to wear it if you'll put it on me." She smiled. "Should I come over to you or...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 02:42:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val shook her head and got up from her seat, walking across to Melissa. She removed the choker from its box and brushed her fingers lightly over Melissa's collarbone as she put it around her neck, fastening it in the back, and removing her hands, though one moved to Melissa's shoulder.<br><br>She didn't know how comfortable Melissa was in public, but it didn't matter, she'd agreed to go slow, but a kiss was normal, and Val leaned in to press her lips to Melissa's, not as payment, but as her right, her right as a mistress though that was as much as she would consider acceptable to demand at such an early stage in a relationship.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 08:12:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa closed her eyes just a moment as Val put the choker around her neck, letting out a quiet noise as her fingers brushed her skin.<br><br>When Val's lips met her own, she responded. If she was comfortable with who she was with, public displays of affection didn't bother her. Her lips moved softly against Val's and she let out a quiet little moan. The woman's lips were soft and supple, guiding her in the kiss, and it was fantastic.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 03:56:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val separated herself, making sure that she didn't dip in for a second shorter kiss that gave away desire. While it was clear that she was attracted to Melissa, it would do to give away that bit of control that was often unconsciously given and taken by admitting sexual desire. It was almost nothing, but to her it was important. She moved back and sat down in her seat, smiling at Melissa.<br><br>"I should tell you the rules now..." she said, "for now..." she started, as she pulled out a pen and a piece of paper, writing her number down, home, and cell-phone, "I'll give you my number," she said sliding the paper across, "you can call me if you want to see me, or to set up a date...I understand this seems backwards but if...we get to the point where I'm calling you, then I won't be asking you out...I'll be telling you what will happen, and so...this way, at least, you can, not call me, if you don't want to..."<br><br>She paused and smiled again trying to break the mood she knew she was probably setting when she talked about rules.<br><br>"I suppose you can see why I'm single," she said, "but I hope this won't discourage you...I find you very, very interesting and I think that we can understand each other..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 20:43:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa nodded. "Okay. My work schedule can be a bit crazy, but once we get to the point where you're calling me, I'll make sure you have a copy of it." She knew she'd given herself away with that, but she couldn't help it. She was interested in pursuing this form of relationship.<br><br>She took the numbers and put them in her wallet, showing a lot of care as she did.<br><br>"I still don't see why you're single. I'm sure there would be someone out there willing to work with your rules." She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She smiled up at Val and looked at her. "What other rules should I know about when we go on dates? Like, touching, kissing..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 21:07:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not single," she said, "you might know her...charming doctor named Melissa..." Val laughed at her own humor, and took a sip of wine.<br><br>"There are a few women who are willing to work with my rules, in the way that I want, genuinely right for me...but, though I hate to sound vain, I haven't yet found a person I was really attracted to...that I could see myself with, I'm a mistress, and a rather beautiful woman, I'd like to think, and having a partner, an eventual submissive, a slave, who doesn't reflect that, is...well, not all that appealing," she said, "when you're a lesbian, and a mistress, and have a certain requirement for beauty in partner's, well, the proverbial sea is rather small for me, I'm afraid..."<br><br><br>She sighed, and smiled again.<br><br>"Ah yes...the rules...we'll naturally I'll kiss you whenever I like, I'll order meals first, so that I can order for you if I wish," she said, "drinks as well, as for touching...I don't know how much you'd feel comfortable with, though if you're comfortable telling me what you want, that is most welcome, other than that, you can consider this the moderately 'normal' part of the relationship..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 02:35:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are very attractive," Melissa said. "It makes me wonder though what you're doing with me." She smiled at the other woman. She had always been told by her mother that she was a painfully plain woman. She never really felt her parent's words were really true, not entirely, but she still didn't view herself as attractive enough to be compared with Val.<br><br>"I'm fine with you kissing and touching," she said. "Whenever you want. Ordering food and drinks too, of course." She paused. "What about me initiating it? Am I allowed to or must I wait for you?"<br><br>She was trying to figure out how to keep things within Val's acceptable rules. "And I'm sorry if I'm asking too many questions."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 03:01:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Asking questions is far better than stumbling through blindly..." she said, "and, to answer your question, you may intiate anything you like...however any time you wish to touch me, when I have not specifically allowed it, you must ask first...for example, if you wished to kiss me, you would ask, 'may I kiss you mistress?' and the same goes for anything else that you wish to do, if you want to stop me doing something, you can ask, and I will take your...feelings into consideration...very seriously..."<br><br>She wouldn't say that she would stop whenever Melissa asked, but she would indicate that that would be the outcome for the vast majority of the time, and almost certainly all of the time in their early relationship.<br><br>"As for your looks...well, it all depends how you present yourself," she said, "and you are very beautiful, but as long as you don't think so, it is unlikely other people will notice and tell you so..."<br><br>She smiled and raised the leg she had overtop her other, and rubbed Melissa's leg with the side of her right shoe, being secretively supportive.<br><br>"Don't be afraid to ask," she said, "there are such things as stupid questions, but only if you already know the answer."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 00:20:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I suppose so," Melissa said. "I will do my best to remember to ask permission. And to address you as mistress. That isn't just in private, is it? Or in public too? Or at my work?" That could be embarrassing, particularly at the ER around her colleagues.<br><br>She felt some reassurance that the woman promised to stop if she asked to. That was really comforting, particularly having the rules this early into thee relationship.<br><br>She couldn't help the pink color that came to her cheeks as she received he compliment from the other woman and the feeling of her foot at her leg. She moved her leg slightly into the other woman's foot. She genuinely liked the contact with this woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 00:57:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You can still call me Val," she said, "and you really only need to add the mistress to be formal, if you're comfortable enough to want to refer to me that way, its your choice, I'm as comfortable being called mistress in public as anywhere else, but it isn't necessary."<br><br>She kept her smiled a finished off her wine.<br><br>"I expect you to have a life of your own, friends, family and work, and I wouldn't want to make you feel embarassed or...uncomfortable to be with me...as long as you and I know what our relationship is...that is enough for now..." she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 07:58:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa nodded and touched the necklace around her neck. "Then that's fine with me," she said. "I understand what I've gotten myself into here, and I'm okay with that. Like I said, I'd rather have the rules and know what I'm in for ahead of time than find myself somewhere I don't want to be later. I really am a pushover when it comes to a relationship anyway, so the rules are as good for me as they are for you."<br><br>She smiled as she sipped at her own wine. "Did you have plans for after dinner?" she rubbed her fingers over the necklace again, then at her collarbone slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 09:18:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No," she said, "I had thought that I would probably call it an early night, unless you had a suggestion?"<br><br>She didn't usually ask for input but naturally she wondered if Melissa had something in mind. She usually let the first date, just a dinner, sink in before she tried something more...protracted. Sometimes realizing you wanted, or didn't want something badly just require a little bit of time. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 07:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa shook her head. "I suppose not. I really have enjoyed our date and I look forward to another." She smiled over at the redhead. "You'll let me call you then? To set up another?"<br><br>She wouldn't mind just as well organizing it now. The doctor couldn't remember the last time that she had been so excited at the prospect of dating someone. It wasn't just attraction or even the way Val had picked her up at the hospital. There was a certain amount of her excitement that was the idea of the type of relationship that Val was asking of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 08:15:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course," she said, "I'll look forward to hearing from you."<br><br>She slid herself out of the booth and moved over to offer Melissa her arm.<br><br>"I'll escourt you out," she said. This was a proclaimation, though a mild one. Natural now that they were dating, but she was being clear.<br><br>She wouldn't get a bill, being friends with the owner made life easier, especially when you were friends with the owner, and extremely well off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 08:26:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa smiled and took Val's arm that had been offered to her. "I've really had a nice evening," she told her. "Do you need me to split the cost of the bill?" She hadn't seen one arrive, but she didn't want to make the other woman pay for everything. That was one thing they hadn't established in their rules.<br><br>She looked to the host as they exited. No one seemed concerned about them paying for their meals.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 08:33:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No," she said, "I'll pay, after all I asked you out, and picked the venue, it would be unfair don't you think?"<br><br>She wasn't looking for an answer as she led Melissa out and then across to her car, turning to say goodnight and goodbye.<br><br>"I had a wonderful evening as well," she said, using stronger language than Melissa had but showing that she meant it with a broad smile. There was something about Melissa that she really enjoyed, and she leaned in for another kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 20:30:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa smiled back at her. As Val leaned in for another kiss, the doctor willingly pressed her lips to the other woman's. She let Val lead, but kept her lips open slightly so that Val could tease her tongue if she wanted to.<br><br>She did lightly press her hand to Val's cheek as their lips met to reassure the other woman that she wanted it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 06:56:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val slipped her tongue in to tease Melissa's, slowly. She gave Melissa's bottom lip an experiemental nibble, very lightly, just to see how she would respond, before pulling back.<br><br>"Goodnight," she said, "I'll look forward to your call..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 07:13:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa leaned forward slightly as the other woman backed away, but she smiled as their kiss ended, then drew her bottom lip between her teeth for just a moment.<br><br>"Goodnight," she said, then added for the sake of finally saying it, "Mistress."<br><br>Just uttering the title gave her a faint chill, but in a good way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 07:51:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val nodded, and let her hands fall away. She stepped away and then turned towards her own car, fishing through her purse for a moment for her car keys. She couldn't have been happier about the result of the evening. Second dates for her were rare, and even more so...people who weren't at least partly appalled by the idea of her way of life.<br><br>She slid into her car, breathing a sigh, and feeling a kind of ache between her legs. It was funny, she thought, that the people she most desired to take to bed were always the same people who required wooing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 19:52:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa got into her own car and left the restaurant's parking lot. She felt excitement at the idea that she would be calling the other woman soon. She worked a few days in a row, but she had a pretty good feeling she'd be at least making that call tomorrow, hoping that it didn't make her seem desperate.<br><br>Val brought out an excitement in Melissa that the doctor hadn't been expecting, and she wanted to see where it would go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 04:47:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val ended up naked, in bed, thinking about Melissa while she struggled to get to sleep. Melissa was hard to get out of her head, but she ended up sleeping anyway. The next morning she turned down a book deal, not wanting to have her time taken up so much while she was dating Melissa so early.<br><br>She ended up putting on a pair of jeans and a tank-top and going to the starbuck in the nearby bookstore to read and think. She sat down with a coffee, and her cellphone, and book about modern masterpieces of literature, and tried to get some peace and quiet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 19:11:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa's thoughts were on the other woman as well as she went to sleep. She couldn't deny that she found Val incredibly attractive, and she had always been a sucker for rules. Still, her thoughts were happy as she thought of them.<br><br>The next morning before she headed to work for a night shift, Melissa picked up her cell phone and dialed the number that Val had given her last night as she was busy changing from her usually more flattering clothing for a set of scrubs.<br><br>When she heard Val's voice on the other end, she smiled. "Hello. It's, um, it's me, Melissa. I've been thinking since last night about having a second date, though... I have to work night shift the next three nights and... I'm sorry. I'm rambling."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 02:46:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Melissa!" she said sounding pleased. She'd been waiting for this call, and she put down her book.<br><br>"Well..." she said, "if you get a break to eat on the nightshift, I will meet you for a quick bite...tomorrow...if not...then you can call me back when you have a free night, and we'll meet then..."<br><br>She licked her lips before getting a thought.<br><br>"Are you alone there?" she asked, wondering if she might have a little fun, she'd been left a bit wanting with her first date being so good, and Melissa so attractive, and little something to think about until she saw her again would be nice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 07:10:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I don't usually get to do more than grab something quick to eat, sometimes nothing more than a slice of cold pizza, though if it's a slow night, I usually get to slip to the cafeteria around eight or so, if you wanted to. Aside from that, Thursday and Friday are good for me for a date." She paused, hearing the woman's next comment.<br><br>"Yes. I was getting changed for work," she said. "Just about to get my scrubs on."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 07:51:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll see you tomorrow, at eight," she said, "in the cafeteria..."<br><br>She didn't leave it ambiguos. She'd explained that she understood about the demands of her work, she wouldn't take offense if she was left waiting, as long as the explaination was reasonable.<br><br>"Are you wearing your choker?" she asked, wanting to imagine her working with it on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 08:18:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, I am," she said, pulling out a clean set of blue scrubs. "That, my bra and my underwear while I get dressed." She was glad that the other woman couldn't see that she was slightly embarrassed. "I only took it off to shower because the water in my apartment could do more harm than good."<br><br>She started with the pants, pulling them on one leg at a time and tied the drawstring at her waist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 08:29:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good..." she said, imagining Melissa the way she was for a moment, "I'll see you tomorrow night then..." she said, "seeing as you usually have cold pizza, is there something you'd like me to bring with me?" she asked, "take-out?"<br><br>She wasn't sure how Melissa would understand that, it seemed a bit odd perhaps, for a mistress to offer, but if she was taking care of Melissa she was still in control, as long as Melissa didn't demand or ask in a way that suggested she expected that Val would do as she asked.<br><br>It was an easy thing to fall into, but not falling into it was important for Val.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 08:41:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just a sec," Melissa said, setting the phone down to pull on her scrub shirt. "Had to finish dressing in hospital blue. If you wanted to bring something, sure. You pick. I told you what I was allergic to, and I'm not picky. Anything beats cold pizza or hospital food."<br><br>She put on a pair of socks and her tennis shoes. "And I'll do my best to be there at eight, barring crazy drunks or an accident."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 08:58:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stay safe," she said, "and that is an order...I don't want any crazy drunks hurting you...I'll have to hurt them back..."<br><br>She said it seriously but she meant it in a more protective, caring way, which she hoped got through.<br><br>"Try to have fun at work..." she said, before she said goodbye and hung up.<br><br>That done, she took a look around and abandoned her book and her coffee to go home, she had to pick out an outift, which she knew wouldn't take all that long, but she really wanted to get a jump on it for the next day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 09:11:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, ma'am. I will do my best," Melissa said. She smiled, realizing that the words were said in a caring way, rather than being frustrated. "Though I can't guarantee that I'll have fun. It all depends on what nurses are working."<br><br>She told her goodbye as well and then proceeded to get ready, puling her hair up so that her choker was more noticeable. She even put on a bit more make up than usual for work because she hoped to look nice for Val.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 09:57:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val had a day, and a half but still she spent time picking out her outfit ahead of time. She wasn't sure if it was better that Melissa be seen by her coworkers, which was a possibility, with Val in something more casual, or if it seemed like Val was dating someone who looked incredible. She knew she did, she wasn't being boastful either, she took it on good authority that she was incredibly attractive, physically.<br><br>So, the only question remained, which would Melissa prefer, because even if she wouln't ask she would think about such things.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 17:00:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa spent the better part of the day, treating wounds and prescribing drugs to those with other ailments. It was a normal day, nothing too crazy. The cliquish nurses and doctors were not there, so she did not have to worry about the group that must have been former cheerleaders. f course, it was little secret that Melissa was a lesbian. She made no secret of it, as she had rejected offers from two of the male doctors at the hospital by telling them she was not interested in men.<br><br>She couldn't deny that she liked the fact that, for once, she was the one who was going to have someone meet them for dinner. The others had husbands, wives, partners who would stop by on occasion in the hopes of getting to eat dinner together. Now it was her turn.<br><br>She smiled to herself and ignored the strange look that one of the male nurses gave her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 08:26:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val got dressed well in advance of their meeting about six o'clock. She slipped into the tight black dress, it was longer than her one from the other night, it went down quite far, but being split on the sides, it showed the sides of her thighs all the way up, almost to her hips. She put on black heels, and decided to wear her hair up, in a messy bun with her long wavy bangs.<br><br>All in all it was a look she was proud of, made no less impressive by the rigid corset-like portion of the dress that held her breasts without the need for a bra, which she was thankful for, it was liberating and more attractive...she thought.<br><br>She'd order Japanese take-out from a nice place she knew, being careful to stay away from fish, but she'd ended up settling on a nice rice, vegetable, and chicken teriyaki dish, for two.<br><br>She walked out to her car, with her appropriate black purse, and got in. She didn't want make Melissa seem plain, but in a way, she wasn't, Melissa had to wear scrubs for work, by showing up in what she did, it would tell everyone that Melissa wasn't anywhere near as plain as she dressed at work, which Val hoped would work in her favour.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 04:29:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Things got a little crazy around six, and Melissa realized it would be slightly late getting to the cafeteria. However, it would only be about ten minutes. Talking to Simon, one of the other doctors, she got him to agree to cover while she was waiting. She checked her hair in one of the windows as she walked by, making sure that it was still tucked up into the twist she'd put it in that morning.<br><br>She still had some of her makeup on, and despite having to wear the simple scrubs, she looked fairly decent, though maybe not as nice as she had the night before as she headed down to the sterile cafeteria atmosphere.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 07:11:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val was already waiting, it was important for her to be early, or on-time if she was running at her standard of 'late' as long as she was where she said she would be on time, then she was happy. Not managing time properly was something that even society considered a weak trait. Though, she knew, Melissa being a doctor, she had perfectly good reasons.<br><br>She'd already set their food out, and sat down, smiling and waving as Melissa walked in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 08:12:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa couldn't help the flush that came to her face as she saw Val sitting at the table. The woman looked absolutely beautiful and was getting plenty of attention from others in the cafeteria. It was amazing that she wasn't being hit on by someone else.<br><br>Still, she headed over to the table and sat down at the round table, taking the seat beside Val. "Hello. I'm sorry. We had a car accident right at six. We just got things sorted, and Simon, one of the other doctors is covering for me." She grinned over at Val. "You look beautiful. Definitely getting a ton of attention here."<br><br>She looked around, seeing some of the other patients and staff taking notice. That didn't bother her, but for the effort Val had made, Melissa wanted to recognize it. "May I kiss you lightly?" she asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 08:21:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would have more...but I think the dinner for two gave me away..." she said, with a light laugh.<br><br>It was only right that they get attention, Val liked that, as long as Melissa wasn't getting negative attention, it would be good for her. She thought for a moment about having a part for her work friends, but when she thought about it, Melissa didn't talk like she had any.<br><br>"Is...Simon a good friend?" she asked, wondering if Melissa had many friends at work, she didn't get that sense, but she'd been wrong before.<br><br>"Yes, you may" said Val, smiling but not moving, waiting for Melissa to take what she'd asked for. It would be a learning time, their first few dates. Naturally Melissa would begin to understand how they would be with one another.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 08:07:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa kissed her lightly on the lips and smiled. "Simon is a friend. We get along well enough. Shifts are easier when he's the other main doctor on duty. Though the first time he meets anyone, he inundates them with photos of his son and daughter."<br><br>She saw the looks and heard some of the not-so-hushed whispers, but she had been out for years. Sooner or later, she was going to get a girlfriend (though she knew they were nowhere near that) who might come to visit her.<br><br>She looked at the meal and then back at Val. "It's really nice you came here dressed like this, though there are some who probably think you're from the psych ward coming to the cafeteria looking this dressed up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 08:29:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh?" she said, "well...you can tell them I'm going to a black-tie event afterwards if they ask, I am an award winning author after all..."<br><br>She laughed, knowing that being a ghostwriter meant 'her' awards were actually given to other people, who'd provided the raw material, life-story, or anecdote, or experience, or concept for her writing.<br><br>"Besides," she said, "the only ones you should really care about are your friends...and I will meet them sooner or later won't I?" she said.<br><br>She took her own chopsticks out of their paper wrapper, and broke them apart expertly, digging into her food right away.<br><br>"I dressed for you..." she said, "don't worry about them..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 19:45:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa smiled. "I don't care what anyone thinks," she said. "It gives me something to brag about later." She chuckled as she broke the chopsticks apart and began to eat. She would occasionally take a few glances at Val as she ate and she would offer small smiles as she did.<br><br>"If you'd like to meet Simon, you could. I don't have many close friends, but we have just sort of been thrown together since interning. We just don't often get scheduled together." She chuckled. "His wife likes that he has a female friend who will never have any interest in him but can help pick out her birthday gifts." She smiled. "He's hopeless otherwise."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 08:11:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I suppose there is a certain advantage to being a lesbian in that regard..." she laughed, "I'm sure I'll meet Simon sooner or later, but there isn't any point rushing it..."<br><br>She swallowed more of her food. She had another topic to bring up, however and she soon did so, hoping she'd chosen the right moment, but also knowing that she couldn't have done better, so it would have to do.<br><br>"Melissa," she said, "we're still early into this relationship, and I think we should talk about sex...if only to clear up the policy in that regard...do you...have any thoughts? I know that there are certain normal, social ways of adressing, or rather, skirting the issue, but as lesbians, and especially with the nature of our relationship...I think it bears some discussion don't you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 06:27:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa nodded and continued to eat, having to rush a bit because she would have to get back to the ER in a short time. She knew they weren't anywhere near the "meet the friends" stage, and Simon was a friend because they worked together, but they didn't exactly hang out often outside of work, just on the rare occasion.<br><br>"Oh," she said, trying not to let her cheeks turn pink at the mention of sex. "I think so. I mean, I'm not a virgin, so I'm guessing we're not talking about the mechanics as lesbian sex. More like the additional things we could do? Or just how soon we do it?" She was trying not to turn clinical. She could have the tendency to do that when it came to talking about issues of sex. She slipped into her professional mode.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 07:00:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nothing like that," she said, "how soon we have sex, is dependant on our continuing this relationship, and of course, when you feel like you want to...not 'ready' because ready is such an inadequate term, as though its somehow necessary and inevitable...which with me...it really isn't..."<br><br>She put down her chopsticks to turn to look at Melissa more closely.<br><br>"I mentioned...before, that my parents sent me to an orgy," she said, "and in that regard, I didn't rebel. I still go, in fact I was invited to one tomorrow night..."<br><br>She paused, hoping she wasn't scaring Melissa off already.<br><br>"What I wanted to discuss was how you view sex, because I'm perfectly happy to admit, that there will likely be people I meet that I will think, or know, can pleasure me more effectively sexually than you could...and it isn't anything against you...you're beautiful, but I know that I'll be physically attracted to others during our relationship, and so, I think a conversation is in order. This isn't a situation like the rules, though, and I'm open for debate, and I think discussion is essential..."<br><br>She stopped, there, wondering what Melissa would say. She doubted Melissa thought about things the same way, or had thought about them much at all, but being a mistress meant far too much critical thinking, and Val had found that equating sex with love was pointless and harmful, in a way. She was a lesbian, but she would only use that word for emotional attraction, physically, she could enjoy a male quite easily, though the difference between sexual and emotional attraction for her, was quite stark, and she knew the difference quite readily when she met someone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 09:35:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I..." Melissa set her own chopsticks down. "I thought what you were offering was a sort of... If I were to go and sleep with someone else, how would that make you feel? I mean, I don't have the desire to be with someone else when I feel I've committed to a person."<br><br>She shrugged and looked down at the food, losing her appetite. Her parents' words suddenly coming to mind about how she wouldn't be good enough for anyone, how they had to try to make her at least passable to find someone. She thought she'd seen something more in Val's eyes, but maybe her mother had been right. Second date and Val was already looking for not only a person other than Melissa, but an orgy.<br><br>"We're only really dating, second date is all this is, so I can't say anything really, and if that's what you want, it's what you want." She closed her eyes just a moment. "But you're already planning if we have a real relationship to be with others?"<br><br>Melissa had very revealing eyes, always had, and she was certain the hurt, old and new were showing through, so she averted them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 09:51:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not planning on being dishonest," she said, "and I believe that it is not really normal for a person, even in a relationship, to view only that one person as desirable...but..." she said, letting that word trail off as she held up a hand.<br><br>"...if you can't see it that way...I understand, and I won't go tomorrow night, and I'll...abstain...as it were, from others..." she said, "but...can we at least talk about it? What do you feel?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 10:05:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do see it that way, or at least that you focus the desire onto that person because you care about them, using a fantasy to enhance the moment." She sighed. "I always have thought that way and maybe that's silly. Maybe it isn't for everyone, or what I'm supposed to have. I don't know." She pushed her food away. "I appreciate that you're willing to do that, but this isn't about trying to force you into anything."<br><br>She was tempted to run, to claim there was an emergency and she had to go, just to escape this conversation. It was unearthing too much of her feelings from her past and that always made her uncomfortable.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 06:16:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just because I'm discussing this, doesn't mean I'm someone different, I'm in control of my life, and I don't do anything because I'm forced...if I say I'll do something for you, I'm willing to do it," she said, "so, I'll cancel my plans tomorrow night, and I'll keep my thoughts to myself...we can talk about this again at a later date, because I'm sensing that you aren't really ready to talk about this any more now..."<br><br>She put a hand over to Melissa, on her back, rubbing in circles, hoping to make her feel more at ease.<br><br>"We already knew we were very different people," she said, "if we can talk about things I don't see that there is a future for us...but on this issue, I'll give you time...just think about what I said..."<br><br>She knew what Melissa was saying, but it still didn't make much sense to her. She considered the fact that two people in love, in a meaningful relationship, could be pushed apart by a lack of sexual desire to be an easily remedied situation. Sex, she knew was a natural drive, something she really couldn't do without. So, unless two people were so perfectly matched in desires at all times, and so amazing attractive as to be unsurpassable, she couldn't see that anyone could honestly claim to never, ever be attracted, or desire anyone else. Focusing desire...wasn't possible for her, it was set. She couldn't fake it, and needing a fantasy only meant she wasn't getting what she really wanted. She'd hoped that Melissa's desire for a loving, and meaningful relationship would lead her to see it the same way, but, she knew that learned ideas about love were hard to break out of.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 06:48:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa looked up at met Val's eyes. "Thank you," she said. "Of all of the discussions I thought we might have, this wasn't one I had expected. You... caught me off guard."<br><br>She leaned back into the touch at her back, but only slightly. She had always had a great fear of rejection, taught from birth that she might as well expect it because she was a disappointment, because she'd been too heavy--though a perfectly healthy weight--because she was too strong-willed, because she hadn't accepted her parents' religion, and finally because she was a lesbian.<br><br>"There are a lot of issues I'd have been ready to discuss, but there are some that I'm just not going to be ready to do. Not yet."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 07:15:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know I can be a bit too forward sometimes..." she said, "so...we'll save this for another time...is there something <em>you </em> want to discuss?" she asked.<br><br>She slid her arm further, wrapping it around Val's waist and giving her a kiss on the cheek, as she slid closer. She knew, at that moment, that really, Melissa was probably the least like her that any of the women she'd been with had ever been. It was certainly something she hadn't seen quite as clearly before. Of course, she could see that there was something Melissa wasn't ready to talk about in her past, but that was alright. Either they'd become close enough that she could force Melissa to confront those things with her, or, Melissa would come to that on her own much earlier.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 08:11:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa relaxed as she felt the woman's arm around her. "What sorts of things do you look for in a partner?" she asked. "I mean, aside from the submissive stuff?"<br><br>She didn't want to pretend she was trying to use that as a model of sorts. She liked Val so far, and if the woman was promising no to be with someone else because she was respecting Melissa's feelings, the doctor wanted to know if she could manage to keep her from wanting someone else. And also to know if it wouldn't be too much work to maintain.<br><br>She almost put her hand on Val's knee, but waited to do so, looking up at the other woman for permission. She was trying really hard to remember the rules.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 18:57:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well," she said, "I suppose I look for beauty, intelligence, some degree of open-mindedness, but I suppose without that, no normal person would consider my desired kind of relationship anyway," she said, "I'm as much a slave of the indefinite attraction to personality that anyone has, I don't really know what kind of personality I like, beyond someone who is willing to submit, in that regard, I can only go on feeling..."<br><br>She noticed the movement and put her own hand on Melissa's and moved it to her knee. She hadn't asked a question, but Val knew the intent, so instead of answering an unasked question, she simply did herself, what Melissa wanted.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 07:27:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa smiled and gave the woman's knee a faint squeeze. "Sometimes what attracts a person is hard to figure out. I always go for strong personality, and I know I've always liked red hair." She smiled at Val. "Yours is gorgeous, by the way."<br><br>She took a glance up at the clock on the wall. "I don't have much longer before I need to get back to ER. Do you still want to go out again? Because, maybe you could set it up this time. It would give me an idea of what things would be like with you when... if things keep going this way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 07:56:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," she she said, after a brief pause. Compliments were strange for her. On one hand, if Melissa were her slave she'd probably have not responded at all, as such statements are, by the nature of the relationship, expected, only compliments in the other direction had meaning at that point, but now...she had to thank Melissa, after all, she wasn't expected to say such things, for love of a mistress, yet.<br><br>"Very well," she said, taking a piece of paper and a pen from her purse right away and jotting down a date and time, and slid it to the side for Melissa to take, "friday," she said, "that is my address, I haven't decided what we're doing yet, but be at my house by, eight, and dress formally..."<br><br>She took the request, as a mild surrender, desiring to see more, to learn, it was very promising, so she'd show her. She knew that Melissa wasn't likely looking for so quick an answer, but that was fine, it would give her the knowledge that she got what she asked for, not what she implied, when Val deigned to grant her requests.<br><br>"Have a good night," she said, "drunks permitting..."<br><br>She then leaned over to kiss Melissa on the cheek and then on the lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 08:33:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa nodded and took the paper. "I will be there." She smiled at the other woman, glad that there was a third date--if this one counted as a second--in the future after the discussion that they'd had concerning the issue of sex with others. Of course, they were still at a point where she could say no as well. Maybe she still would, but she still had hope that something might come of this.<br><br>The idea of set rules and guidelines intrigued her, though she was curious how much she would be giving up of herself. She could see herself as a submissive as she was nearly that naturally. As a slave... she still didn't know. That seemed maybe a bit too far for her.<br><br>When Val kissed her, though, she knew she'd at least try to trust her. "Thank you. Let's hope."<br><br>She stood from the table, part of her meal still uneaten. "Thank you again for coming here. I know that I will be the talk of the hospital, but at least it'll be because I apparently have a hot girlfriend, because that is what the rumor mill will call you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>05-09-2009, 06:30:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is it now?" she replied, with a smile, getting up and gathering the leftovers, if only to throw them away and leave a clean space.<br><br>"Well," she said, "as long as its mostly accurate, not much to worry about then right?"<br><br>She laughed and winked. There wasn't much about that statement to be concerned over. She was beautiful, she knew that much, at least by any societal standard. She'd always found self-maligning attitudes over beauty to be self-defeating. Even the most beautiful wouldn't admit it, it was like a social rule, which only led to self-doubt, and self-deception. She was beautiful, she knew it, and if she ever wasn't she'd know it then too, and hopefully be able to do something about it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 09:44:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa stood and smiled at the woman. "I will see you on Friday then," she said. "I'm looking forward to it." She saw the people around the cafeteria looking at her and at Val, but she ignored them as she focused on the woman who had come to see her.<br><br>"The part about you being attractive being the correct part," she said with a coy grin.<br><br>Hearing a beeping at her hip, Melissa looked down at her pager and frowned. "I'm sorry. I really have to go. Car accident." She ran out, hoping that Val understood that was sometimes the nature of things.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 04:56:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val cleaned up and left on her own. When she was in the car, she pulled out her phone, dialing a number, and waiting until it went to voicemail. She spoke only a few words, very concisely.<br><br>"Val here, have to cancel for tomorrow night," she said. That done, she hung up the phone.<br><br>She was regretting it already, just a little. Her chat had determined what she needed to do to accomodate Melissa, but she knew she'd likely be feeling a bit cranky by week's end without any fun. For her, sex was just that, amazing fun, and good exercise too, sometimes.<br><br>She pulled out and drove towards home, intent on spending a night alone, hopefully relieving some of the pent-up desire she'd been hoping to release the following night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 19:32:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa did her rounds at the hospital,working harder than maybe she should have had to because her thoughts focused on Val. She couldn't help but be honest with her about her feelings, even if she wasn't entirely clear on why she felt that way. Her parents had at once instilled in her a belief in monogamy and at the same time assured her she'd never be good enough to find someone who wanted that with her. And whether Val realized it or not, her own mind was sabotaging the potential relationship as it began. That small voice in her own head, the one that sounded surprisingly like her mother, was telling her that her parents were right.<br><br>Still, she worked as hard as she could, treating patients and letting Simon go for a dinner break after about an hour.<br><br>She just had to admit she was grateful when her shift finally ended.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>14-09-2009, 04:39:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val ended up on her huge black leather couch, naked, aroused, and annoyed. She wasn't prone to masterbation, at least not when she was alone, it was just another one of her personality quirks, perhaps, she hadn't really found using a toy all by herself to be all that stimulating in years.<br><br>She sighed and curled up there, not bothing to go to her large plush bed to rest. She needed friday to come soon, she knew.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>16-09-2009, 07:09:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Friday finally came, Melissa found herself trying to find something to wear. She opted for a long emerald green dress that was high in the front but cut very low in the back. Beneath it, she wore a thin black thong and a pair of silver heels. Val had said that she wanted her dressed formally, and that is what she had done. She only hoped she hadn't overdone it.<br><br>Always someone for preparation, she had a change of clothes packed with her as well as a set of scrubs. If she overestimated, she had a blouse and skirt and if she was paged, she would be covered. She grabbed an antique-style silver purse to match her shoes and the black bag holding her clothing and headed from her house to her car.<br><br>She couldn't help but admit that she was excited about this, though she wasn't sure what to expect. She could feel her stomach doing flips in anticipation for what was going to happen when she reached Val's house. She wondered if she'd begin to think of her as a mistress, and if she'd go so far as to be a slave, rather than a sub.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 07:03:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val saw Melissa on the monitor in her room, and smiled, pressing the intercom to the front door, "come on in," she said, "make yourself at home, I'm still getting ready..."<br><br>She left it at that, buzzing the door open, and going back to looking at her own, completely naked, but well made-up self in the mirror. She hadn't said what they were doing or when <em>she'd</em> be ready, so, as Melissa would learn, their dates, unless otherwise stated would run on her schedule, and that meant, even if Melissa was to arrive at eight, she didn't have to be ready until much later, if that was what she wanted.<br><br>She pulled on a nice black lace thong, not too thin, compared to most thongs, but not leaving much of her to the imagination. She grabbed a nice black corset-dress, very, very short, with its bindings in the front to give a long, but narrow view of her.<br><br>She didn't put it on, though, this she simply put over her arm, still naked save for the thong, as she strolled out of her bedroom, and down to the entry-way living room. She was wearing high, black stilettos, and she walked perfectly showing off her long legs. Her house was modern, open-concept, with bedrooms and study in the back, down a single hall, no second story, but incredibly high ceilings.<br><br>She put her dress on the kitchen counter, as she smiled at Melissa.<br><br>"Good to see you," she said, "I'll be with you in a minute."<br><br>She walked over to a set of cupboards, and leaned over as she opened one or two, clearly looking for something.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>20-09-2009, 07:26:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa walked inside as she was buzzed in and waited in the living area. The other woman definitely had an impressive home. It really was nice, not to mention obvious that the other woman liked creature comforts and liked to show her power. The doctor would have expected no less. The thought struck her as strange that their homes so represented their characters. Her own apartment was small and unassuming, though as a doctor she could afford much better.<br><br>It was only as she heard movement that she looked up, a bit startled to see Val walking by carrying her dress. She heard the other woman talk, not entirely taking in her words as she took in Val's body instead. She was amazing to look at and so confident in herself. Even years after her leaving her parents' house and knowing there was really nothing wrong with her own curvy frame, Melissa knew she was nowhere near that level of comfort with her own frame.<br><br>She had the sense to avert her eyes after a moment as the other woman bent over to look in the cupboard. She was fairly certain that she was meant to look, it felt intrusive to her own sensibilities.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 05:22:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We're going to a movie," she said, walking back and pulling on her dress quickly, and pulling her hair free afterward, shaking it out, so it fell more naturally.<br><br>That done, she started tying up the bindings, as tight as she could, ensuring that her breasts where as prominent and round as they humanly could be.<br><br>"A movie premiere..." she clarified, just in case Melissa had some thoughts about the appropriateness of her attire, "I enjoy movies a great deal," she said, walking over to Melissa purse in hand, and setting it down on the coffee table before sitting on the couch.<br><br>"Have a seat," she said, "we don't need to leave for a little while..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 07:36:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh," Melissa said. "That sounds really amazing. I've never been to a premiere before." She sat on one of the sofas, trying so hard not to stare at the woman's beautiful body, particularly as the dress was tightened to accentuate the breasts that the brunette had just seen in all their glory before.<br><br>"What is the movie of?" she asked, making small talk.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 06:29:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its a psychological horror film," she said, "but the plot is pretty much a mystery, in keeping with the genre I suppose..."<br><br>She laughed and lounged, lying out like a great cat, long legs stretched out as she seemed to stretch and relax her entire body at once.<br><br>"How did it all turn out at work?" she asked, "did they think I was a mental patient?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 06:51:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa chuckled and shook her head. "No, not really. They were a bit curious why you came dressed that way, but most just thought you were going out of your way to impress me." She smiled and tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Though it wouldn't have taken the dress to do that."<br><br>"Did you manage to get out of the hospital okay? No one tried to give you a psych exam, did they?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 07:50:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course not," she said, "besides, I'm the picture of sanity..."<br><br>She laughed as well, knowing well that she wasn't what mainstream society considered stable, being a lesbian mistress who attended orgies, she was sure that more than fifty percent of the population would be ready to believe there was something wrong in her head.<br><br>"Melissa," she said, suddenly seeming more serious, "what we talked about, with my...habits, it got me thinking, and I think...we need to have another chat..." she put up a hand to forestall any quick responses and then clarified, "not...about that specifically, but more about, us...and what I need..and what you're comfortable with, and what you want..." she said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 19:12:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa smiled at Val warmly, not part of the population that had a problem with the other woman's preferences.<br><br>When the tone turned serious, she paid careful attention, worried what this might mean. "I... have never been in this kind of relationship. Sex on the third date, which I guess this counts as..." She couldn't help blushing slightly as she said the words. Being a doctor didn't make it any easier to talk about sex thanks to her upbringing. "It is pretty common, and I know that I'm really attracted to you, so I wouldn't be opposed to exploring that now. As far as what I like, I've done some bondage before, and I am willing to experiment with other aspects. I've even tried doing research online."<br><br>She smoothed her dress at her knee. "What do you want from me, or expect?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 07:24:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wasn't talking about sex now...if you don't want it," she said, "but, what I expect depends on you, I enjoy bondage, and S&amp;M, though I wouldn't think to expect them of you, I've said this before, but I consider sex fun, so, even if you aren't ready for that now, that doesn't mean I'm any less inclined to continue our relationship."<br><br>She sighed, not sure she was getting out what she wanted to be.<br><br>"I would, very much, like to take you to bed," she said, "but, you should know, that it is a very important step for me, in a real relationship, its, a kind of commitment, and it would require our...situation, to change, I'd expect more, your body is yours, to give away as you see fit, but if you're going to give it to me, I ask that it be mine, from then on, as long as we're together..."<br><br>She licked her lips and then continued, hoping that she hadn't scared Melissa.<br><br>"This is fast, I know," she said, "but because of our last conversation, I'm stuck feeling...dissatisfied with my situation, and that, for me, is unacceptable, so, I think that there are three solutions, one, that we can go out tonight, come back, and you can stay the night, two, we can have another conversation on the issue of my habits, and see if there is a compromise we can come to, or three, we end the relationship."<br><br>She moved quickly though the last one, it was a real option, but she didn't want to consider it, if the other two had a chance of success.<br><br>"You should know," she said, "I don't think that my view on what I have done, for most of my life, is going to change very much, because I believe that I thought my life through very effectively, so, even if you don't choose the second option, we're going to have to confront it sooner or later."<br><br>She looked over at Melissa, and smiled softly.<br><br>"So, I suppose...if you have any interest in me left, its your turn..." she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 19:38:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If I didn't have any interest in you I wouldn't be here," Melissa said. "I'm not sure about S&amp;M. I've never had any interest in anything involving whipping or that could leave a mark. I see some of those come into the ER for one reason or another. Unskilled partners, infection... My mind alwas comes up with worst case scenarios with that kind of thing."<br><br>With a pause, she looked down at her hands. "I'm sorry that you weren't happy with the way things ended after the lunch at the hospital." She looked up at Val. "I really am. You just have to understand that while you had a very open upbringing, mine was anything but. Far, far from it." She closed her eyes a moment. "I have always thought myself the ugly duckling, the chubby kid, even when I wasn't because my parents made sure that I knew I was. I was too independent, didn't fit in with their image of a good, submissive daughter and woman. They tried to make sure that I'd never think I'd be enough for someone unless I was. That church, damned near a cult in my opinion, treated women as second class citizens."<br><br>She opened her eyes and looked up at Val. "So you know where I'm coming from. You know, before we try option two and hopefully option one?"<br><br>She smiled at her optimistically.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 12:47:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're a doctor, and I'm far from unskilled," she said, "I doubt many people could be safer."<br><br>She laughed at that, but as she listened to Melissa's story about her upbringing, she knew that it was going to be difficult to make her understand, though, as long as she was satisfied for a while, she could put off that conversation for another time.<br><br>"I know where you're coming from," she said, "and I hope you'll think about the fact that I've spent my life carefully examining my beliefs, however, I don't think we should talk about that right now..."<br><br>She got up from her place and walked over to sit down by Melissa. As she did, she untied the bindings at the front of her corset-dress, and the moment any slack was given the corset stretched open, leaving her mostly exposed.<br><br>"You're beautiful," she said, reaching a hand over to take one of Melissa's in her own, "trust me, if anyone could satisfy me on their own, it would be you..."<br><br>She pulled Melissa's hand and put it on her knee reaching down to pull the dress back up over her head, and off, revealing her panties, and bare breasts once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 08:29:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa looked up at the woman. She had tried to paint a somewhat realistic description of her childhood and adolescence, without getting into details. Admittedly, the other woman may well have known her own beliefs, but the simple promise that she could maybe be enough to satisfy Val gave Melissa far more hope than the other woman probably realized. Her smile, not to mention her lust for the redhead grew with that simple proclamation.<br><br>She curled her own hand around Val's as it rested within hers. She tried, not entirely successfully, to keep her mind focused on the woman's face.<br><br>She failed entirely as the dress was gone and her hand was on Val's knee. Seeing the beautiful body once again, she licked her lips as her eyes devoured the site as eagerly as the rest of her wanted to.<br><br>"You are gorgeous," she said, voice sounding almost in awe of Val's body and appearance.<br><br>Her green eyes looked up again at Val's, seeking what she was expected to do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 12:25:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Val leaned back a little, reaching down to her wiast and then further, pulling her legs up as she slid her thong off, leaving it on the floor, and then getting up, moving in front of Melissa, her bare, shaven mound clearly in view as she leaned forward, putting her hands on either side of the back of the couch behind Melissa as she slid forward straddling Melissa's legs.<br><br>"Touch me," she said, "for our first time...I'm not your mistress...so, do what you want to..."<br><br>She leaned in, putting her hands on either side of Melissa's neck as she embraced her in a deep kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Doctor and Her Mistress</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nomdeplume13</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 09:05:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melissa licked her lips slightly as she looked at the other woman's body completely free of clothing. She couldn't help but notice the woman's clean shaven pussy, knowing her own was simply neatly trimmed. As she suddenly had a lap full of the gorgeous redhead, she looked up at the other woman's eyes, listening intently.<br><br>She placed her hands at Val's back, roaming over the smooth flesh as the other woman's lips met her own. The doctor responded hungrily to the contact. It had been far too long since she had really had this sort of contact with anyone, and she couldn't remember when she had wanted it this much. Her hands slowly roamed over her skin. It felt absolutely amazing.<br><br>Melissa parted her lips and waited for Val to take the invitation.
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