A cheeky smile tugged Sam’s lips, sometimes her lack of filter was God sent and sometimes it just got her in trouble. Whichever it was this time, she was betting to see the consequences. “Well— I am hardly going to be the last person to say no to a little spanking, but I don’t believe that extreme pain and pleasure mix well together, no, I punched a man mid-sex once for thinking that slapping my face and calling me a whore was arousing,” she rolled her eyes playfully, although the story was absolutely true. Samantha had always been a candid person, which made her prone to sharing details about her intimate life that others might not want to know, and she did it without even blushing. Very little made her blush in her 35 years of living. Almost 36. The thought alone was painful. “Oh? Are you willing to let me take you on a beach trip and teach you how to surf?” One eyebrow kinked and her attention was completely stolen. There was little Sam loved more than being at the ocean, the idea of salty skin and waves made her mind wonder. Even after the accident she never had much problems with showing her scars, she remembered when her father paraded around his shake bite and wore it as a medal and as a young girl she always had been excited to take a closer look at it, or run her fingertips over the dents. Hers were not from sharks, though she had many close encounters during the years, but they never deterred her from putting on a bikini and some neoprene and venture out into the ocean, if anything, it made up for a fun story time, and the prospect of seeing Vanessa in a wet suit was completely intriguing and it made up for absolutely delectable images in her mind. “Tolerable…” she repeated the word, “definitely not the worst I’ve been called, but I have a feeling that when it comes to you this is of the highest tier of compliments,” a wink followed her teasing words. Vanessa was almost her opposite and while they probably shouldn’t enjoy the other’s company as an universal rule, she quite liked to spend some time with the other. “Both of us will, coffee and tea adventures are some of the kind I can get behind of, though heart racing adventures, I haven’t been in for a while. Tell me, have you ever gone sky diving?” It was a natural question for someone of Samantha’s nature, anything that made her adrenaline levels high were enough to make her skin feel sizzling. “Where Bobbie goes, if I could stop time, I would— but for the while, I’ll make sure to bring her over next time, she hates being cooped up inside,” at the next question, a small shrug rolled off her shoulders. “I’m okay— I mean, with every shit that happened these past few weeks, I’m just trying to come back to some sense of normalcy. How about you? Hope you’re not spending too much time working and not enough time enjoying.”
She could blush. She could also stick to exhibiting her usual professional manner, biting the inside of her cheeks as Vanessa tried her best to dismiss the sudden flush of her skin. “You make it extremely hard to play nice, especially in a public setting,” the brunette admitted, the guilt overcoming. “I can’t.. exactly say what you did was wrong. If you felt uncomfortable during that moment — degraded — then I say punching him is light compared to what I would have done. I haven’t particularly been in a situation like that due to being so consumed with work, never having the time to mingle around as I want, but best believe I do understand where you’re coming from.” Fetishes became a different ballgame during sexual intercourse, and some, whether it a man or woman, tend to take it past limitations specified not to push past. Nonetheless, Vanessa opted to move forth in their conversation, flipping a few strands of her chocolate locks across her right shoulder. “If the trip to the beach involves wine drinking and food afterwards, I’ll definitely take that offer into consideration. I was referring more to boating, but this is about what you want.” Hailing from Chicago, the oceanic life there wasn’t considered desirable compared to the West Coast of the United States. Their architecture, music, and sports tends to have more notoriety, so Vanessa didn’t spend her time salivating over surfing in the Windy City.
Time is key. Separating your work life from personal — maneuvering to find that balance before it’s too late is something worth clutching onto. Samantha is, without a doubt, a rather entertaining person to hang out with. Vanessa’s circle consisted of interacting with both her and Summer, two people Vanessa found tolerable more than others, and that’s no form of disrespect. As Samantha stated, tolerable is placed on the highest of standards in Vanessa’s mind. “I like you,” Vanessa acknowledged, nodding encouragingly. “You have spunk and determination. Either I haven’t interacted with others in Port Elisabeth enough or I’m just too private, but I like that from anyone. I don’t think we’re alike in terms of personality, yet oddly enough, we mesh.” the prosecutor clarified, hoping no offense was taken. Outside of humanitarian and legal work, Vanessa lacked experience. From trips to activities, she was never one to volunteer to scuba dive or jump off cliffs, let alone skydive. Coffee and tea were completely fine, but an activity like that made her feel the adrenaline even though nowhere close to free falling. “I haven’t and I don’t think I have the courage, to be honest. Uh, that’s — it’s scary.” The main aspect which doesn’t withhold her from admitting, swallowing thickly. Dismissing Bobbie from their mini get togethers never seemed fair, unless the two had the intention on doing things a child usually wouldn’t be around for, such as drinking or relaxing in lounges. Vanessa welcomed her with open arms, yearning for her to feel as included as possible. “Er, if you don’t mind me asking, did you have direct involvement with what happened?” It may not be the most appropriate question, but the admittance from Samantha did prompt her to ask the question. “You’re not obligated to answer, but I ask out of sincerity. You’ll be proud of me for once, as a matter of fact. I’m making friends, so I have found the time to enjoy things outside of work. Aha!”