As Good As It Gets – And More
'I may seem like a nice girl, but I'm really a dominatrix in disguise.'
Dorothy smiled. "Not that I'd go around advertising my…" she coughed discretely, "little hobbies… But this is rather interesting."
Relena's eyes went wide. "You're not…serious… Are you?" she stuttered out. Visions of bondage gear flashing through her head caused a deep red flush to suffuse her cheeks.
Dorothy smirked widely. "Would you like to see my whip?" she offered.
Eyes going even wider, Relena choked out, "Maybe later. I have a meeting with the leaders of the European nations in fifteen minutes and I need to finish preparing for it." Why did I say that? she berated herself. She's been flirting with me for months and I choose now of all times to give in? I have no clue what I'm getting into here…
Damnit! Why do I always fall for homicidal maniacs with blue eyes?
Dorothy's eyes lit up at the acquiescence. Giving the other woman a catty smirk, she purred, "While you're in your meeting, I'll be preparing for you."
Relena gulped. This is either going to be really good…or really bad.
Then again, if it was bad…she could always turn the tables on Dorothy next time.
A small smile crossing her lips as she left the room, Relena thought, Even if it's good, I can still give as good as I get.