[ It does seem a fairly neutral spot — though the park had also seemed a somewhat unobjectionable locale too, and that hadn't stopped the city from exercising some surprisingly timed influence over both Vanessa herself and a woman who, as it turned out, holds a considerable amount of intrigue for her. She'd made attempts to assure that there were no hard feelings after the fact, no regrets over what transpired between them — and this feels like a way of continuing that reassurance, offering evidence to the fact that they can certainly meet under more casual circumstances.
Her own choice of attire is a bit less formal than her norm — a collared sheer blouse layered over a velvet camisole, paired with a high-waisted skirt, and her submissive mark is faintly visible through the cloth before it disappears beneath the low cut of the bodice beneath — but she's made herself comfortable without issue, likely because she's also wearing a delicate silver necklace around her throat, not an obvious collar or indication of her contracted status but certainly a symbol of something gifted to her by a friend, the same friend who just so happens to be her dominant.
She'll rise by the time Laura makes her way across the shop, reaching out with the intent of clasping the other woman's hand in greeting once she's shed her outer layers. ]
Not at all. I hope you don't mind that I've already ordered for us. [ She gestures to the teapot, along with the two empty cups, set out on the table. ]
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Her own choice of attire is a bit less formal than her norm — a collared sheer blouse layered over a velvet camisole, paired with a high-waisted skirt, and her submissive mark is faintly visible through the cloth before it disappears beneath the low cut of the bodice beneath — but she's made herself comfortable without issue, likely because she's also wearing a delicate silver necklace around her throat, not an obvious collar or indication of her contracted status but certainly a symbol of something gifted to her by a friend, the same friend who just so happens to be her dominant.
She'll rise by the time Laura makes her way across the shop, reaching out with the intent of clasping the other woman's hand in greeting once she's shed her outer layers. ]
Not at all. I hope you don't mind that I've already ordered for us. [ She gestures to the teapot, along with the two empty cups, set out on the table. ]