Sofia Stefani was nervous. This was, after all, her very first interview for the Dixie Times. Her editor, Steve Lupine, was a grizzled old newspaperman who believed that new reporters learned from adversity. That's why she ended up having the 'honor' of interviewing Lt. Colonel Anne Kalloni, USMC, retired.
Even by the demanding standards of the United States Marine Corps, Anne Kalloni was considered "Hard-Corps". As one of the senior ranking women officers in the Corps, she had finally retired after 30 years of experiences - these experiences where what Sofia was to capture and write about.
Sofia was also nervous because she was running five minutes late for her appointment. Just as she pushed the doorbell, a clear soprano voice asked from behind her, "Exactly what part of 'be on time' do you find so fucking confusing, Missy?"
Sofia almost fainted from fright. She quickly turned and was surprised by what saw. There stood an attractive older woman, dressed in shorts and a halter-top, with her hands planted firmly on her hips. What surprised Sofia wasn't so much that the woman was obviously in excellent shape, was confident and extremely self-assured or that she had managed to catch Sofia completely unaware — it was that Sofia, who was not tall herself, could look directly into the woman's eyes — she wasn't even really short — she was petite.
Apparently, use to this reaction, Anne cocked one eyebrow and said, "What's the matter Darl'in? Expecting some 'ol butch chick with big ass biceps? Well, come along 'Princess' Get your ass in gear, and bring it inside the house. It's fucking hot out here!" Then, without a backward glance, Anne went into the house, leaving Sofia in her wake.
How can a woman who is no bigger than I am make me feel so intimidated, mused Sofia as she quickly followed Anne into the house. God, what a bitch!
Sofia finally caught up to Anne. Before she could say anything herself, Anne said, "Listen Princess, lets get something straight between us. The ONLY reason you're here is because Steve Lupine was one of the finest Navy Corpsmen with whom I ever had the pleasure to serve. So sit down, shut you suck and start writing — you might actually learn something!"
Sofia knew that she had a strong submissive streak as part her nature. Many of her past male relationships had taken advantage of her because of it. That is why she was so surprised at her own response. "You, Lt. Colonel Anne Kalloni are an obnoxious, arrogant, rude bitch. If you speak to me like that again I will walk right out of here ... interview or no interview,! Sofia blurted out, as she stood with her shapely legs spread, hands on hips and a very bright shade of red coloring her face.
Sofia realizing what she had just said only moments after the words had left her mouth. She also realized that Lt. Colonel Kalloni was going to throw her and her career out the door.
"Well, well, well! Girls got some moxie when she's pissed" Laughed Anne. "Okay, Princess, sit down and let's get to know one another. I'm Anne, who the fuck are you?"
Out of this inauspicious beginning a friendship was born. As the afternoon became evening, Sofia realized that she had told Anne as much about herself as Anne had shared with her. Anne now knew how badly Sofia needed this job to support herself; she knew all about her past failed relationships with men; she even knew about the couple of female relationships that Sofia had been in.
For her part, Sofia now greatly admired this strong confident woman. She had learned about all of the prejudices that a woman faced in a "male' oriented fighting force; Anne's difficulty in managing any type of relationship due to her extensive responsibilities and travel commitments and most importantly Sofia knew that her submissive side was being strongly attracted to Anne's dominate nature.
Just as the sun set, Anne finally called a halt to what wasn't so much an interview any longer, but had become a chat between girlfriends.
"Get your ass in the kitchen where it belongs Princess," barked Anne as she stood up. "You're making the salad and I'm going to burn the steaks, deal?" "Deal" said Sofia, secretly pleased to be allowed to stay and enjoy Anne's company even longer.
After an enjoyable dinner, the two new friends adjourned to a double chaise lounge out by the pool, accompanied by a bottle of wine. They chatted; they joked; they drank wine; they nudged each other playfully and at some point they passed the line beyond friendship.
After an hour or so, Anne jump up and said" get your ass up, Princess. We're going for a swim!" When Sofia attempted to beg off, due to the lack of a swimming suit, Anne told her "It wasn't a question Princess! We don't need swim suits any fucking way — now get your ass undressed or I'll do it for you!" Anne barked, as she slid her own shorts off her hips and onto the floor. As Sofia stood and began to remove her clothes, she felt Anne's increased degree of dominance excite her.
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