You open your mouth. She raises one finger.
“Don’t agree yet. Just listen.” She reaches into a pocket and pulls out a small brass bell. “I am not your dominatrix. I’m your negotiator . You will tell me three things today: what you actually want, what you’re afraid you want, and what you’re too ashamed to say you need. Then I will decide if we proceed. If we do, you will call me ‘Miss Mendez’ until I tell you otherwise. If we don’t, you’ll leave with a full refund and a recommendation for a very good regular therapist who takes your insurance.” OnlyTarts - Lucy Mendez - Nice To Meet You- Sir...
The first thing you notice about Lucy Mendez isn't her ink—though the cherry-blossom branch curling up her forearm is striking. It’s the way she tilts her head, like she’s already heard your first three sentences before you’ve spoken them, and is politely waiting for the fourth. You open your mouth