Chapter 5: Searching
Maryanne rested herself on her couch. She was still fully dressed from her adventures in the city. She grabbed her laptop and started surfing the web. She was fascinated by her leather covered fingers as they danced across the keyboard. She got curious. She went to google and type in “Leather gloves.” Over one million hits came up. She saw some that looked like hers and noticed the title, Leather Opera Gloves. She refined her search to include the word opera. Once again, another million hits, but this time some were much more, how to say it, erotic. She was taken aback and blushed deeply. At the same time she felt that tingle once more. A common theme with the women wearing these gloves were their general outfits. Most had on other leather garments and almost all of them had on boots of some sort. Some knee high, some thigh high, some impossibly tall reaching the wearers crotch.
She was drawn into the images. The look of power these women had. These women didnt cower in fear of what others thought. They were in chaonly k2share or fileal or asfilealonly k2share or fileal or asfileale of their own beings. She felt she could have that same power, if she could just dress that way. Had she found what she was looking for?
For hours and hours she searched, she read, and she watched. She learned about fetishes, domination, and sexual experiences. She could feel herself gaining ground, becoming more focused, more enpowered. Slowly she repressed her old self and brought out a new more outgoing persona.
She put her laptop away and laid down to drift off to sleep. She had a lot of things to do this weekend.