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“I know that. I know how sorry he is. I see it for what it is, but I don’t know that I’m ready.”
“You’ll never be ready if you don’t get back in the game.”
“Maybe I’m tired of the scene. Maybe I want to be a little…vanilla from now on.” I gaze at the shelves of BDSM toys in the back—whips, floggers, bindings, cuffs. Trying to be vanilla while still working here would be difficult. Maybe it’s time to move on.
“I suppose you could try that,” Brenda says. “Have you gotten on Tinder or Lustr or any of those sites?”
“No.”
“What are you waiting for?”
“I don’t know that I’m waiting for anything, really. I just know that nothing seems to feel right these days. Not the club. Not a relationship. Nothing.” I sigh. “Maybe I’m meant to be alone.”
“Someone as hot as you was never meant to be alone, Mary.”
“Maybe,” I say again. “But I’m thinking about getting a different job.”
Brenda’s gasp hits my ear through the phone. “You’re going to leave Treasure’s Chest? They love you there. Plus you teach those classes for them.”
“I’m not sure I should be teaching classes anymore, either,” I say. “What if being a submissive just isn’t…me anymore?”
“Drinks tonight,” Brenda says again firmly. “Like I said, Dalton is out of town, so meet me at the bar.”
“Which bar?”
She scoffs. “You damned well know which bar. You meet me there, Blossom, and be ready.”
Brenda ends the call before I can object.
I suppose there’s no better way to find out if my submissive days are truly behind me than to try once more. Brenda and I haven’t gone to the club together since she and Dalton professed their love to each other a year ago. We used to have the most fun, going to the club together as single women, submissives looking for scenes. Meeting potential Dominants, sharing a drink, and then, if we felt comfortable, playing.
She and I never played together. We both like to be alone with our Dominant, and Black Rose Underground gives us a safe place to do that.
Another customer enters, and I head toward her.
It’ll be nice to go to the club with Brenda again, like we used to, even if nothing happens. Until then, time to get to work.
“Welcome to Treasure’s Chest.” I flash a big smile. “May I help you with anything?”
…
“Hey, Al,” Brenda says as she and I take a seat at the bar.
I gaze at the mirrored shelves behind the bar, the expensive liquor, the neon lighting. The bar is shiny dark wood. To the untrained eye, this is simply a Manhattan bar, but Alfred isn’t just any bartender. He works for the underground leather club here in the building. Black Rose Underground is owned by blue-collar billionaire Braden Black, who also owns this residential building.
“Brenda, Mary,” he says. “The usual?”
“You bet,” Brenda says.
I give him a nod.
Alfred smiles as he fixes our drinks, shaking first my lemon drop, and then Brenda’s cosmo. He’s tall, blond, and gorgeous, and he and I have been crushing on each other forever, but even though he works for the club, I have no idea if he’s actually in the lifestyle.
And I wonder…
Is it time to give him a chance?
No, not yet. I came here tonight at Brenda’s request, and I won’t let my best friend down. I’ll go to the club with her, and I’ll see how things go.
