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Thread: How to be a Good Girlfriend {darkest_fate&Takashi}

It had been three months since a man contacted her about a new job. She was told that the woman she was supposed to be training needed to talk about it, and making sure she was comfortable with it. Then there was the issue of her signing the contract that she wrote out, and then finally they talked about meeting places for their training. They had decided on an expensive hotel in downtown, far enough away from the woman's boyfriend that he wouldn't be involved, and she made sure he didn't know the location of this so he didn't show up. The trainer was very successful at her job, and have had famous clients before, so she wasn't surprised when she learned that her newest one was none other than, Emma Watson. It actually excited her a bit to be training someone with such a strong background in acting, and advocating for female and male rights in equality. This was probably her biggest gig yet, but she knew it would also be the hardest. The boyfriend had already explained that she was not exactly overly sexual, nor did she make time for him as much as they both wanted. The trainer's name was Luciana, she never gave out her last name to her clientele. She preferred to keep them from snooping into her private life, unless they wanted to sort through every Luciana that they could find online. She was a tall, confident woman that walked with the air of someone who knew exactly where she was going, even as she walked into the hotel, and had no idea where her client was. She knew who she was looking for, but as she walked in she had to do a quick scan of the area. She had been waiting to actually come to the hotel when she was told that the client had arrived, instead of waiting in the hotel room for her all day. Finally the woman's dark, chocolatey eyes spotted the fair skinned woman who was dressed atrociously, which the woman should have known better. Probably dressed like this so people wouldn't recognize her so easily. Luciana walked past the woman, her long legs making the trip quick, as as she passed the woman didn't slow down, just said, Let's go. We don't have all day. They did, but she had a lot of work to get done with this woman, and the Caramel skinned woman didn't like to waste time of they didn't have to. She didn't even slow down until they were in the elevator, assuming Emma actually did follow her, if not she gestured for her to hurt up. I'm Luciana, surely you figured that out. I'm not going to make this harder than it has to be, but you Will have to cooperate with me. If you do, then this will be extremely easy for us. Do you have any questions? The woman asked as she ran one of dainty hands through her long, hazel Brown hair. She was wearing a black dress that came to her mid thigh, and hugged her body softly. She was tall, and had long legs, wearing four inch heels on her feet. She was slim waisted, with full, perky breasts, just a little cleavage shown in the small v cut of the dress. Her dress clung to her wide hips, and round behind. All in all she was gorgeous, and filled out the dress well.
Thread: How to be a Good Girlfriend {darkest_fate&Takashi}

Is that a model? fluttered through Emma's mind as the striking Latin woman confidently strode through the hotel. The actressmodel narrowed her eyes, taking in the other woman with a professional's look. There was certainly a put-togetherness about the woman, but she did seem to have perhaps a little too much in the chest department to be a classic model. If anything, she looked more like a pinup or a playgirl. The flashes of leg only added to that, not to mention making Emma feeling horrendously underdressed. The starlet quirked a brow as the woman all but brushed passed her, tossing an order over her shoulder as if Emma were a concierge instead of a world-renowned celebrity. The amusement pulled at Emma's lips as she rose, mostly nodding in agreement. She could appreciate the professionalism, given what they were there to do. She followed close, still watching the woman with that professional study. A nod at the name. I'll make certain to cooperate, Emma stated. She'd already essentially agreed to that before even arranging this meeting the contract would have severe penalties after all. She shifted to a decent position of the elevator, suddenly quite aware that she was looking up at the woman. Questions, yes Emma drew out her phone, where she'd written a handful down. A few of these are rather simple, Emma admitted, frowning as she skimmed through them. I think I made the list while a little nervous, she bit her lip, flicking through questions that asked name and how Luciana got into the business and a few others. I am supposed to ask if you're alright with recording this, she said as she arrived at one. A slight heat rose in her cheeks as she all but glared at her phone, my... boyfriend suggested recordings for later, she tapped again. I'd also like to start with the rather difficult one first, she looked up, trying to meet Luciana's gaze, are you planning on sleeping with me? I've already agreed, but I feel knowing if I'm about to have my first experience with another woman would be somewhat beneficial.
Thread: How to be a Good Girlfriend {darkest_fate&Takashi}

Luciana had expected questions to be honest, but she hasn't expected the woman to have written them on her phone so professionally. She was wondering if this was one of the reasons that their relationship hadn't worked out as well as they had both wanted it to. She was so organized, and treated everything professional like, even questions. That, in itself was respectable though, and she admitted that she likes it in a way though. It meant she was at least taking this seriously. The elevator ride wasn't a long one, they just had to go to the fifth floor, so by the time she had asked her question the doors were opening. Well, I would say that we should consider it a strong possibility that we may end up having some form of sex. As for recording these sessions for the amusement of your boyfriend, no. If you were to want to do it for refresher videos, and reminders, then possibly. She said as she walked down the hall, stopping in front of a door. She quickly slide her card over the electronic light, and pushed it open. The room was large, and had a light grey furniture set for the couch, and the two chairs set up facing the 70 inch television set. The side wall was a side glass door set that opened onto the balcony that gave them a wonderful view of the city. A few doors to the side led to the large bathroom with a stand in shower, and a bathtubs combo. Then the comfortable bedroom was beside that, with a hot tub in an adjoining room. This was a comfortable place and it did include a small kitchen so they could cook for themselves if they didn't want to go out for food, or order room service. This is a decent temporary place, I would have preferred an apartment, or something a bit larger. Alright, sit, and finish your questions. She said, while she got them both a bottle of water from a bag she had waiting for them, rather than paying the overpriced markup for the water there. Then the brunette walked over to the couch, and took a seat, handing Emma a bottle. She opened hers, and took a sip while waiting for her follow up questions. She folded one of her long legs over her other, and let her hands rest in the couch beside of her, as she turned slightly to look at her client while she spoke. All the while she was thinking about where to start her out, and what would be the easiest things to teach her first. She knew she first needed to gauge what the woman already knew, and how far she was able to get her to go. Her boyfriend wanted basically a while new girlfriend, but she wasn't in the business of breaking a woman completely, only teaching them to fully embrace themselves, and be who they were without fear. Plus making them better at all the little things they needed improving on, which for this one was, anything to do with sex, and being a more attentive girlfriend.
Thread: How to be a Good Girlfriend {darkest_fate&Takashi}

Yes, there would be some potential sex no recording. That made Emma laugh. I think not recording it and teasing him about even the idea of my having sex with you would be splendid, she said, smiling a little. Oh, am I allowed to take a picture of you? I hadn't seen any on your contact pages, which I assume is fairly smart. I wonder how many would be eager to go to a trainer if they knew that the woman doing said training could be making a career out of modeling. Was that a little flirty? Perhaps, but Emma was feeling just a bit after the fairly blunt comment regarding sex. It was a little refreshing, particularly for someone like Emma, who came from a background where you whispered about sex and called it lovemaking if you brought it up at all. She'd had to learn most of what she did know from the sets thank God for loose actors. The room looked somewhat inviting. Emma did agree with the idea of an apartment in general, but it wasn't as if they could temporarily rent somewhere out. Emma tucked a loose light brown curl behind an ear as she admired the room only for a brief moment, turning her attentions back to the far more interesting woman. The starlet smiled at seeing the water appear, nearly letting out another laugh. It didn't take much for Emma to realize why ,after all, and the little gesture just humanized Luciana a little more. Right, Emma said, raising her phone up again. She still hadn't taken a seat. Some of these are almost written for me, she chewed her lip for a moment, thumbing through them. Are you adverse to giving away personal details? I've some curiosity about how someone gets into your profession. There was some mention of it on your information pages and in the emails and so forth, Emma waved a hand, but, well... she trailed off, only to stop with a short laugh. Oh, God, I'm doing it, aren't I? I'm overthinking it, she ran her hand through her hair, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. I need some wine, she mumbled, turning to look for the hotel's minibar. She should've just had them send something up, maybe something light and fruity. Emma wasn't exactly an alcoholic, but she did have a palate for the stuff. Plus it would certainly help if she was going to be asking personal details from an attractive woman. Almost like it's a date. Only she's here to train you to be a better girlfriend instead fo buying you dinner.
Thread: How to be a Good Girlfriend {darkest_fate&Takashi}

It hadn't gone unnoticed to Luciana that the woman had yet to sit down, but She didn't say anything else about it yet. She was going to indulge her, but just from seeing this, she needed a lot of help. It was also kind of cute how seriously she was taking this, even drawing a laugh from the beautiful Latina as Emma mentioned it was exciting to keep this from her boyfriend. That did bring up some questions of her own, but she was sure they would be answered by the young actress in time. Just letting her ask her questions was telling the trainer a lot about her. Pictures of me may be discussed, but for now I would prefer to keep them off the table. Once we become more familiar, and acquainted with one another, I wouldn't mind that at all. I would just like to establish a form of trust between us, the same for the personal information. For now we will use emails to talk, but at the end of today's session we may exchange phone numbers, if, again, a trust is formed between us. She answered, he accent more evident as she spoke, her accent making her soft voice a bit harder to understand for someone not used to accents, luckily she was talking to a flexible actress who had worked with many a different people. At the mention of wine she snapped two of her long fingers together, as if she just remembered something. I knew I had forgotten something. She said as she stood up again, sitting the bottled water down on the wooden coffee table, and walked to a white corded phone. She dialed the front desk, and spoke quickly, ordering them some wine for the room. She got something, light and sweet, a fruity drink for them. She didn't want them to get drunk, but to enjoy the taste, and loosen Emma up a bit so she wasn't so tense. If you took a seat you may be much more relaxed you know, and I'm sure the wine will help. She added, as she took her seat on the couch again. In honesty, you wouldn't be the first person to over think this, and to be this nervous. This is not something that you do every day, and you are naturally and inquisitive person. Stop worrying about it, and take a seat, we will talk and drink some wine to unwind a bit. Then when we are both ready, begin your lessons. Just remember, that we are both women here. I understand how nervous you must feel, and I won't force anything on you, but you need to calm your nerves. Even your questions seem to me the nervous scribble of a woman who was over thinking something so simple. She hoped this would help some, but the wine would help more when it arrives.
Thread: How to be a Good Girlfriend {darkest_fate&Takashi}

Emma nodded along with Luciana's almost too calm and professional assertions regarding professional details and exchanges. At least they were keeping this all quite professional, which Emma appreciated. It actually helped center her a little more. After all, she'd done a few scenes of a nearly erotic nature before this wouldn't vary too far from that script, really. Plus, she was already starting to like Luciana and the way she handled things. That liking only increased as the woman ordered wine. Thank you, Emma breathed. She soon followed up by taking a seat opposite Luciana. I have a tendency to do that. I thought that all the research would make me better prepared, but to be quite honest I'm not certain I could ever be rightly prepared for this. I think I had half hoped you'd be some scary monster out of a bad erotic thriller make it easier for me to simply storm out of here, Emma chuckled a little. You do seem to know how to put someone at ease, I'll grant you that. Emma considered again, looking over the dress. That seems quite fashionable, she said, leaning forward. I suspect that your line of work pays fairly well, but I can certainly appreciate that you turn that over into class. Emma laughed again. I've friends who've turned their money into ice cream trucks. Though that has some appeal, she tapped the phone. There's also questions in here regarding various safety concerns and so forth as well. Perhaps you'd rather take a look? I have to warn you that while I organized it, it's in one of those 'according to my mind' organizations. Emma set the phone in front of Luciana just as a gentle knock sounded on the door. Emma nodded, reaching into her pocket to pull out some bills as she headed for the door. A polite smile, and the wine soon was wheeled into the room, set in a chilled bucket for their enjoyment along with a few glasses. Emma slid some bills into the helper's hand, thanked them, and sent them on their way.
Thread: How to be a Good Girlfriend {darkest_fate&Takashi}

It seemed it had worked, her effort to calm the woman's mind, and ease her nerves a bit had not been in vain. She gave her a small smile of her luscious lips, which did reach her milk chocolate eyes. She was glad to hear that her professionalism helped a lot, but she couldn't resist a small laugh at the picture she painted. She had been told before that she wasn't what they were expecting, but being told that she expected some kind of thriller monster was definitely a first in her line of work. It seemed they were getting along just fine and she was starting to realize the problem with communication wasn't the fault of Emma, but the boyfriend, no surprise. I assure you, that is the most unique, and imaginative thing I have ever heard a client admit they were expecting. Luciana said, and then she reached down to take a hold of the phone. She didn't look at it right away, and instead watched as the woman stood to pay to man that brought their wine. She was going to do that herself, but she wouldn't complain that she did. She watched her closely for a moment, admiring the woman's good looks finally. She was extremely pretty, gorgeous even, and had the soft features that many a woman would kill for. She wasn't hard on the eyes at all, and she could have appreciated her for another moment if they weren't here for business. Finally her Brown eyes glanced back down at the phone again. She was reading through them slowly, and even went about the process of deleting the questions that had already been answered, or weren't relevant. The questions were very much not organized in any way that would be easy for anyone minus the writer to follow them. She read each, and every one of them before she sat the phone back down gently. You have a lot of questions, most of which were already answered, or not really important now that we've spoken a bit. She said as she walked over to her bag again, and pulled out two glasses of her own, taller than the ones provided. Are these better? The woman asked, giving her a smirk that had won the hearts of many of her exes, men and women alike. Then she walked over to the bottle, and sat down the glasses, and popping the bottle open. She did so carefully, and over the ice in case any spilled over. Then she poured them both some of the sweet smelling drink. This was more expensive than the normal guests would be able to afford, and it was more fruity than her boyfriend would have bought her, since he didn't like wine anyway. So this may be a small treat for her. Then she carried the glasses over to the table, and sat them both down in front of where they were both sitting. Thank you for the complement. I try to make sure my partner is comfortable in these settings. It becomes unbearable, and awkward if we are uncomfortable in any way. Then she held up her glass, and offered a small toast before she took a sip of the light coloured wine. It was delicious.
Thread: How to be a Good Girlfriend {darkest_fate&Takashi}

I've been told I have quite the active imagination, replied Emma with a slight smile. She still found it hard to believe that Luciana hadn't been called worse things. Then again, maybe some clients simply weren't willing to admit to their fears face to face with the woman. But Emma fully believed that if they were going to do this, then there needed to be some degree of honesty present between them. That and her nerves, which were fortunately abating by the second, had spun her out. Apparently all the best questions had already been answered. I think I wrote a handful in there twice, Emma admitted. She noted that the woman actually pulled out glasses, opting for her own instead of the hotel's. That had Emma's brow quirked, but she took the offered glass all the same, admiring it. It almost looked like a champagne flute, only perhaps a bit thicker, at least to Emma's appreciation. She helped hold at least her glass steady while Luciana dealt with the wine. They say you should let it breathe, Emma said, half-teasing. She'd already taken the glass up to her lips, taking a soft sip. Mmm, she cooed, lips curving yet again. You have excellent taste, she said, taking another sip. I think this is actually a bit fruitier than I normally get to have. I do like to at least pretend to enjoy the dryer vintages and so forth, which is generally more in line with the higher end brands. But there's some girlish part of me that almost wants her wine to taste like juice, she took another sip, feeling the warmth spreading into her. European Emma had more than her share of experience handling wine, and she knew precisely how much to put in her to achieve maximum relaxation. She took her seat again, adjusting to get as comfortable as possible. For Emma, that meant kicking off her flats, showing off a pair of bared feet, the toes completely unadorned. She leaned forward to take the toast again, then took another sip. I admit that I'm getting more comfortable by the moment, said Emma, reaching up to brush back her hair. Which would have proved your professionalism in spades. That is, assuming, she started ticking off on her fingers, the website, the legal contract, your demeanor, and everything else hadn't already done its part to make it abudently clear that you are a consummate professional, Emma smiled and took another sip, her own brown eyes dancing.
Thread: How to be a Good Girlfriend {darkest_fate&Takashi}

Luciana knew you were supposed to let it breath, but sometimes exceptions were made for the sake of a good drink. I know what you mean, this is fruitier than what I get sometimes even. I don't hate it Though. She said, before going back to what she had said previously, I have been called worse though, for the record, but not necessarily before they meet me. Sometimes people aren't very happy about the results they get, boyfriends want the perfect girlfriend when they bring their women to me, but Instead they get their girlfriends back with more confidence, and more accepting of who they are. She left out the part that the women sometimes went back wanting the men to be more attentive in sex, since that may give away the underlying part of this meeting. Then she took another sip of her drink, before she spoke again, to Emma's latest words. Well, I appreciate that. I try to be professional since in my line of work, a single slip up, and I would be on the bad end of a lawsuit. It's rough work to be honest. She said, and Then finally took a deep breath. Well, now we have some wine in us, and we are more comfortable, would you like to begin with the first step. It's a very easy step, but not the easiest believe it or not. It's just some questions I want to ask you regarding various fields of your life, and some questions about what your boyfriend had wanted. You signed the form already, but he came to me with a few more...concerns. She wasn't originally going to admit that her boyfriend had done this, but she had already gotten to a point where she trusted this woman a little bit. Luciana decided to follow the lead of Emma in that regard, and also removed her shoes, revealing her bare feet, and hers were equally unadorned. She had meant to wear stockings, but they were in here bag. She was planning on wearing them when she went to the bedroom, or bathroom to freshen up a bit. He room was slightly cold, and because of that she was slightly regretting her dress as her choice of clothing. It didn't matter though, they would soon be on her long legs. Oh, right, before we begin, I was wondering if you had any qualms with coming to this location the whole time during our sessions, including times when we may take a weekend to have a long session, or if you would prefer to go to your home without your boyfriend being there, or one of your vacation homes may work, assuming you have one. She was offering because some of their lessons may take all night.