The Secret Files

It's Just A Date (5)

It's Just A Date (5)

'Francesca'

Just when I was starting to fall out of love, this nobody decided to show up out of nowhere and I couldn't be any more excited and satisfied for what's to come my way.

She sat right across from me and it took me more than a few seconds to register what she's Wearing from head to toe. She had to wear a cropped t-shirt and jeans. She had her own long, glossy and silky hair pulled into a ponytail and the shoes she's wearing looked so ancient to the point where I was genuinely scared to tell her that it had already gone out of style.

"So," I said as I cleared my throat. "What would you like to order?"

"Anything's fine," she responded. Her voice was nearly distant and incoherent, and it took me longer to understand what she's saying.

"Are you fine with steak?" I asked her to which she responded with, "Sure."

As soon as the waiter took our orders, I went underneath our table. I was grabbing her by the thigh, and for a moment, it didn't seem to bother her all that much.

The moment was something we've already grown used to over time. This girl I was seeing, Yvonne, has always been unashamed with showing her true colors to people around her. She couldn't fathom why people would judge her all the time, considering that she looked comfortable wearing the same clothes over and over without being told not to wear those clothes over and over again for the sake of prioritizing her own needs as a woman.

I pulled her jeans down all the way to her ankles. She isn't exactly the type of person to be wearing underwear as any normal person does on a regular basis. This was all for the sake of spontaneous fun and excitement. Not everyone does this and think to themselves this may have been inspired from a porn film they've watched over and over again and will continue to watch for days on end.

She had to force myself not make any extra movements and prevent herself from moaning as if the whole world is due to collapse at any point of the day.

I bumped my head by accident when the waiter returned with the steak on hand. You can never really guess how much pain and hardship he's been through while carrying a piece of a meat on a silver platter. We both thanked this guy, and off he went into the opposite direction to receive more orders from people.

That's how it goes for Francesca and Yvonne. They would have dates together and eat each other both literally and metaphorically. It goes both ways: Francesca being the dominant while Yvonne being the submissive versus Yvonne being the dominant and Francesca being the submissive in their public roleplay activities.