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The lonely bat and the gentle side dominatrix.

Chapter 1.

"Don't take this the wrong way but I think you got everything that it takes to make a good dominatrix". Lady Heather's words were ringing in Catherine's mind so many years after they were said. Why she did not in fact know, only that she couldn't get them out, in fact she never could. The dark lady somehow always lurked in the back of her mind, and Catherine didn't know why.

"Mom, are you listening?" Lindsey interrupted.

"Sorry butterfly what did you say?" said Catherine looking at her daughter, she was now eighteen.

"I said I won't be home until morning cause I'll be working all night," she said.

"Oh yes, where exactly are you working?" Catherine asked as her daughter had not told her that even if she had worked there for quite some time now.

"Uhm it's a place where we kinda take care of costumers, just like a store, only more sophisticated," said Lindsey.

"You are not stripping at a bar I hope," said Catherine, it was something about the way her daughter said it.

"No, no, way too sophisticated to do something like that, what I do is more upper class, either way I have to leave my shift start soon," she said and left as Catherine looked at the time one hour to her shift started.

The strawberry blonde turned on the TV, but there was nothing interesting on at all, so she turned on her laptop instead and somehow ended up at a chat room called creatures of the night. She though of a name and finally ended up on with DarkLady.

DarkLady1: Hey you stole my name ;)

DarkLady: Couldn't think of anything else. Let me think for a second lol.

DarkLady1: The second is up, so what brought you here?

BatLady: Better? Dunno exactly, was bored and curiosity I guess.

DarkLady1: I like it, so let me guess you either work with blood or you have a fetish for it.

BatLady: Work with and lord no, not very fond of it on the personal level, so what brought you here?

DarkLady1: Break at work and I like to talk to other night creatures like bats ;)

BatLady: Cute, so can I ask for your age or is that not allowed? New with this.

DarkLady: Of course, I'm 49 what about you.

BatLady: 47, single, married?

DarkLady: Single, you?

BatLady: Single, have a girl from earlier, he's deceased.

DarkLady: I used to have a little girl, but she's dead, she left me a granddaughter though.

BatLady: I'm so sorry, that must have been hard.

DarkLady: It was, but luckily a friend and my granddaughter helped me through it.

BatLady: That's good, so what are you dominatrix or submissive?

DarkLady: A little of both, but people see me as a dominatrix, you?

BatLady: Both, so are you into ladies or just men?

DarkLady: Uhm tried most men, but I also did try some girls in my college years, you?

BatLady: Only been with men, but I'm open for new things.

DarkLady: Leather or latex?

BatLady: Uhm both I think, pends on the outfit, handcuffs or whip?

DarkLady: Both pends on the situation, but I have to go my break is over.

BatLady: Yeah me too, my shift is starting soon, talk more another time?

DarkLady: You know where to find me, my little bat.

Catherine looked shocked at the computer screen wondering what the heck she had just been doing and what had made her do just that. Not only that, she was now feeling very much excited and aroused.

"Stop it Catherine you need to calm down you got work" she told herself as she locked up the house and left for work.

At work Catherine couldn't stop thinking about DarkLady. It was just something about the conversation that had awoken her curiosity and she hadn't felt that way in the longest time. Not to mention how long it had been since she had been with anyone. But a woman, no she couldn't do that. She was not gonna be that desperate or was she.

Just then Grissom walked in the door and said, "You have that report I asked you about last night?"

"Uh huh, Grissom I was wondering about something," she said looking for the report on her desk.

"Yes," he said as he looked at her, he could tell something was of.

"Have you ever had sex with a guy?" she asked.

"No and where did that come from?" he asked a bit shocked.

"I was just wondering because… never mind it was nothing," she said embarrassed as she handed him the case file.

"Ok so what are you plans tonight, are you going out to the crime scene," he said.

"No, I told Nick to take Sara as I have a lot of paper work to catch up on and I need you to do that autopsy," she said.

"I will talk to you later," he said and left her.

Catherine turned on her laptop and browsed through the through the pile of case files and opened the resembling ones on the laptop when an IM popped in.

DarkLady: Do you fall easily in love?

BatLady: No, you?

DarkLady: No, too much at stake, and because of my occupations it would be hard to date.

BatLady: Same here, work takes up too much time, not to mention getting someone to go with my teenage daughter if it lasted.

DarkLady: Tell me about her.

BatLady: Uhm she's eighteen and has always been a kind of a rebel, but she's calming down now. She loves to dance and act and is going to a private school, doing good.

DarkLady: Love of your life?

BatLady: Yes, but she has always been a daddy's girl even after…

DarkLady: Must have been hard, so you are working now, what do you do?

BatLady: Graveyard shift.

DarkLady: Ahh, you're a cop of some kind.

BatLady: Yes, what about you, you said it was not a good idea to date, are you a hooker?

DarkLady: No, not at all, more like a hostess if you can call it that, well in the evenings that is.

BatLady: I see.

DarkLady: Are you against that kind of profession?

BatLady: Not exactly, I used to be a stripper before, and hey we all have to make a living.

DarkLady: Very true.

BatLady: So I take it you are rich then?

DarkLady: I have enough, what about you?

BatLady: I got more than enough, inherited after my father.

DarkLady: You're lucky then, so working on anything interesting at the moment?

BatLady: Ush, and you are not with a customer tonight?

DarkLady: Paperwork, but most of my employers are working.

BatLady: I see. It's paperwork for me to.

DarkLady: It never ends does it lol.

BatLady: No lol lol.

DarkLady: So you got any fantasies?

BatLady: I do have some, but I rather not discuss them online at work, you never know who is listening.

DarkLady: I can call you after work if you like, no pressure, I'm not going to be upset if you don't want me to.

BatLady: I'm not sure, I only just meet you, can I think about it?

DarkLady: Of course, as I said no pressure.

BatLady: Thanks, well talk to you later, I really have to focus.

DarkLady: And I'm making you of focused my Bat.

BatLady: Blush, blush, a little yes.

DarkLady: Didn't mean to do that, so may I ask a personal question?

BatLady: Yes.

DarkLady: What colour are your eyes?

BatLady: Blue, yours?

DarkLady: Blue as well.

BatLady: Bet they sparkle like sapphires right now.

DarkLady: Not as much as yours my bat, so where in the world are you?

BatLady: Blushing, wanna play a game?

DarkLady: Sure.

BatLady: If you can guess where I am I'll send you a picture of me, you know the adult kind.

DarkLady: I'm in on that, so do I do have to guess the exact spot, so I'll first start guessing you're in the US then.

BatLady: You do and I am, but that was easy as most of the night creatures are there because the site is located there lol.

DarkLady: Just getting started, and you are working night, so I guess one of the big cities, are you in NY?

BatLady: No, but I would like to go there for a getaway someday soon, maybe you can fly with me.

DarkLady: With you I fly anywhere, so what about Miami or Washington?

BatLady: Blush, no and no.

DarkLady: LA then?

BatLady: Nope.

DarkLady: Oh I know, you're a Vegas Lady aren't you? You are in the city that never sleeps.

BatLady: Damn you found me, I'll send you the pic when I got home, don't have it on the work pc.

DarkLady: Can hardly wait, but I have to get back to work, catch you later my bat.

BatLady: Same to you my Lady.

DarkLady: Blush, blush.

Catherine looked at what she had just written and couldn't believe it. Had she just agreed to send a picture like that to a stranger? What was going on with her, on the other hand she didn't know why, but something about this person was making her very curious. In fact more than anyone she had ever met before. Well except Lady Heather that was.

She closed the IM box and let out a sigh before she continued on her work.

Catherine had just come home after finishing her shift and had now picked out a picture to send to DarkLady. The picture was taken by her last boyfriend, but was still very much up to date. She clicked send and logged off, too tired to wait for a replay she went to bed and fell asleep at once.

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