While we wait for the next installment of MO's tome, and anyone else's, thought I'd post a real short, short.

I was sooo disappointed with my lunch date. Purposely late, I hoped she would be annoyed enough to want to spank me. :smackbum: Tanya called me at home to find out where I was. "Just getting in my car," I said breathlessly. My panties were wet at the thought of being disciplined in one form or another as I raced to the cafe. It was twenty minutes past our appointed time and she wasn't there. :Omfg:

Remorse was building. Was she was playing mind games with me like I did her? :Oops:Horrors. She had me by the short hairs already. I had no cell phone number for her. Oh my God, what to do? :hmmm: I sat in the cafe, patientley, a trembling bundle of ponytails and vinegar.

Five minutes passed. A tall, thin, wisp of a woman, dressed all in black, wrapped her bony arms around me in a gentle hug. Flowing red hair and a full head taller than I, she was a commanding presence.:woman:
My nerves were totally shot, as if I swerved to avoid a car accident. The tension was thick.

Tanya was carrying a heavy, black, leather purse with bullet sized silver grommets. It was big enough to carry handcuffs and a small flogger, perhaps a ball gag. too.

She smiled magnanimously as if she knew I was uncertain. I paid for lunch in reparation for my lateness, but wait, it wasn't over yet.

We talked in hushed tones of things that should not be heard by others. The topics varied but were definitely outside the box. Then, to my utter horror, she pulled a Bible out of her bag. I wanted to cry.:jawdrop:
She had succeeded in breaking me.