Brie's Playlist #6
"Falling" by Mike Posner
This is Mary’s song to Brie. She has a
love/hate relationship with Brie. Part of her longs to have a real relationship
with another woman, but she has been hurt too many times to trust anyone. Mary
believes that Brie is out to destroy her, but she secretly holds out hope Brie
will prove her wrong.
Excerpt from Brie Embraces the Heart of
Submission (Mary Attempts to Open Up):
Brie picked up one of the snow globes and
watched the glitter swirl around the little redheaded mermaid. When Mary came
back with their drinks, Brie asked, “So you’re into Disney, huh?”
Mary gave her a nasty look. “Yeah. You got
a problem with that?”
“No. It just isn’t something I would have
expected from such a tough bitch like you.”
Mary’s expression softened as she handed
Brie the drink and took the globe from her. “I love everything Disney. I’m a
serious collector.”
Lea glanced around the room. “No doubt! I’d
say you’re like a crazy obsessive collector.”
Before Mary could take offense, Brie held
up her glass. “Here’s to the Three Musketeers—Mary the Mediocre, Lea the Lame
and Brie the Beloved.”
“Brie the Bitch is more like it,” Mary
snapped.
Lea rolled her eyes. “Mary, you show no
spark of creativity. Clearly, it’s Brie the Butt.”
All three laughed as they clinked glasses,
and Brie forced down Mary’s favorite drink. She hid her shudder as she
swallowed it, and then got to work setting up the camera and light reflectors
while the other two chatted. She focused on the moment instead of on Sir, whom
she had left at the apartment all alone. It had nearly killed her to leave him.
“Okay, my plan is to keep things the same
as we’ve always done. We’re simply going to sit and talk like we used to after
every session. No need to notice the camera. This is just about subbies getting
together to dish.”
Mary nodded her approval. “Good. I would
have punched you in the throat if you’d tried to get a close-up of a tear or
something.”
Lea laughed. “Are you even capable of
crying, Mary?”
“No, that ability died long ago,” she
quipped, taking a sip of her drink.
It was an honest answer given lightly, but
with deep significance. Brie instantly thought of the little girl Mary had once
been, and her heart ached for her. This was going to be a difficult interview.
She hoped Mary would be resilient enough to survive it.
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