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Babs came round again on Monday as arranged after she had got Simon off to school.
"Hi Jacqui, am I too early?" she said cheerily.
"No, come on in, I've got the kettle on for a coffee." I had dropped my daughter off at school in the car so I had been back a while. "Any joy with the job hunting?"
"Nooo. I went for the part-time job in the bakers up the road, but even they wanted some experience."
"What was it you did then?"
"I was a legal secretary, but there's only one lawyer in the village and he had nothing. Without a car I can't travel far and being a single mum, I can't do full time so it's a bit hopeless."
"Oh, something will turn up. The kettle's boiling so go and sit down and we can have a chat."
We chatted for another long while about this and that and then she apologised for the kiss the last time we met.
"Oh, I'd forgotten that already, don't worry. That reminds me; I had a look on that Friends Reunited site to see if any of the old gang were on that. Mary was listed funnily enough, but none of the others I remember."
"Crikey I don't want to re-unite with her that's for sure. She's probably a bull dyke these days, preying on submissive people like me! I had enough of her at school."
"It's a good job I didn't write to her then giving her your address." We both laughed loudly. "Was it that bad then? I thought you were liking it."
"I suppose I did in a way, but I was too young to understand what she was doing. She totally dominated me even at that age; god only knows what she's like now."
"Were you like that with your husband too then? Submissive I mean."
"Yes, too submissive I think, he just walked all over me. I can't help it though; it's the way I am. You probably can't understand that can you?"
"Not really, I was the opposite with mine, too bossy for him, although I think that's what he wanted. A sort of mother substitute. But he met someone even bossier at work, his boss!"
"What? He ran off with her?"
"Him!"
"Oh."
"The boss was rich though and paid me off well in return for keeping quiet. So I can't complain."
"You're lucky then, I got nothing. The CSA are still trying to get some maintenance out of him but he hasn't paid a penny so far. I don't think they've even found him yet. If I don't get a job soon I'll be out on my ear from the flat."
"Well maybe you should contact Mary again after all. Maybe she will make you her little bitch again."
"Oh, don't say that. Not with Mary anyway. Maybe someone would like a little subby girl though. It's a pity you're not into girls; I think I would quite like you dominating me." She laughed again.
"Oh, don't tempt me!" I laughed too but she became serious and looked at me quizzically.
"Have you been with a girl then?"
"Well yes, I had a girlfriend once, at college. Have you?"
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