Thread: Perception is Reality (ClearSight & SomethingEsoteric)

Narcissistic was one word that could describe Miranda, she was beautiful and intelligent and she knew it, she believed she was simply incredible and that others saw her the same way she saw herself. It didn't help her grand sense of self that often times people would agree with her, give her the recognition that fueled her narcissism and allow her to become more and more self-involved. So when people paid her compliments or gave her the recognition she felt she deserved Miranda had always become pleased. Of course there were reasons to explain her narcissism, what caused her to be so self-approving and loving, why she felt the desire to make everything about her and focus on herself at all times. In fact one of the doctors had been very focused on her narcissism, droning on and on about how Miranda must have had a bad childhood to have developed such personality disorders. On one hand it was true, her narcissism was no doubt influenced by the lack of real paternal figure and her advancement in society above and beyond others of her age group, she had accomplished so much and it made her feel superior. So when Meghan used the word special and informed her of the lengths she had gone through to secure the two of them time together she couldn't help but swell with confidence. In fact she felt rather happy, Miranda was smiling gently and looking at Meghan with actual curiosity of what else she had to say. And then it came out, the word so many had used in vain hope that she would change, 'progress'. The word didn't irritate or confuse her but she wondered how naive Meghan truly was to think she had made progress so quickly and that it all wasn't due to her to begin with. However she said nothing aloud, she had plans and they didn't involve lashing out for something so ridiculous, instead she kept her thought in the back of her mind, thought about how little progress had actually been made. Hell Miranda didn't believe there was a reason to progress, that she needed help, or that was the image she was putting forth and she planned to keep it that way. She was still not going to show any weakness, even if the woman sitting across from her suddenly had a look that inflamed Miranda's desires. She was looking at her unlike a doctor would look at a patient but how the people in movies looked at someone they found appealing. It was unusual, usually with Miranda it was simply desire, people wanted her body or her money and that was how it worked, she wasn't use to being looked at as a normal girl, especially not by such a beautiful woman and she soon found herself a bit flustered by it all, nearly chewing on her lower lip as she reconsidered her decision to wait on the seduction. Yet almost as fast as she found herself drawn in and curious she shut down, the sound of a phone during their session locked it all down, especially when Meghan looked at her and said she needed to answer it. As if that wasn't bad enough, a business woman like Miranda not appreciating such a gesture, the person on the other end of the line was none other than Jacquelyn. The damn woman was using Meghan and she didn't deserve her. It was infuriating the young woman and as she listened on she felt sick to her stomach, especially at the start when Meghan acted like she was swooning, her voice filled with a sticky sugary tone that turned Miranda's stomach. What had happened to the strong beautiful woman before her? Did someone like Jacquelyn really get such a hold over her that she would do something so unprofessional and then have the nerves to act like a teen in love. She would not stand for it and while at first it had made her want to cast Meghan aside, thinking she was just another woman who wanted the job and the sex but nothing else, nothing satisfying or worthwhile. Miranda didn't however, she made the decision to double her efforts, to try and get the one thing she had found herself really wanting since arriving at the Centre, Meghan. When Miranda answered Meghan her voice was solid, firm and resolute. Where were we? I believe we were done, I mean you did answer a call during out session... A call from that woman... She didn't snarl but there was venom usually left out from her voice as she moved from her seated position with eyes focused on Meghan, the woman moving across the room slowly, walking around behind Meghan and speaking in a low almost sensual voice, though the words were not so sweet or sultry. I'm sure Jack just wants a bit of fun anyways, would have to keep her from claiming her plaything... It would be oh so devastating... she almost sounded irritated, jealous and upset about having to put Meghan up for grabs but unable to do anything about, not sure what to do and just hoping that she could figure it out along the way. However as mad as she was and as ready to end the session as she felt, Miranda wanted to ensure that she was not overshadowed by someone else that night, make sure she was the thing on Meghan's mind. So after a moment she stepped in front of Meghan and without a word of warning she grabbed Meghan and pressed their lips together, kissing her as she would a lover, tongue playfully gliding into Meghan's mouth, the act ending but not before breath needed to be caught. The with a smirk she licked her lips, Heh, you're a fucking gorgeous woman... But a bit irritating, you know that? She paused, stepping back but not sitting down or waiting for a response from Meghan, knowing she would probably be flustered or try and play it off. As for tomorrow I accept your invitation, we can go for a jog and then play a game of tennis, winner gets to tell the loser one thing to do, sound like an interesting wager? And there is was, despite having just kissed Meghan out of the blue and done something to rattle the woman, not to mention something that could actually get her in trouble, she didn't care, because it was a step towards what she wanted and Meghan's rudeness needed a retaliation, one she would really get to think about for the night, though truthfully Miranda would be thinking about it just as much.