Chapter 46 - 46 (1/2)
Sunday morning was a lot calmer despite a restless night's sleep after being unable to get a hold of Lizzie the night before to find out what she and my mother had been talking about. Apparently, the night at the club had lasted well into the morning hours because she never called me back no matter what time I had tried to call her.
”Ah, come on, Mia,” Lizzie whined.
Apparently, nine a.m. was still too early for her.
”What have you been talking to my mom about? Does she know about me?” I said sitting hard on the kitchen table chair.
”Yes, but don't worry she actually was wondering when you'd find your kink. Apparently, it runs in the family. Did you know Aunt Ruth wouldn't do anything with Uncle Martin unless she was covered in whipped cream?” ”Oh God, not Aunt Ruthie and Uncle Martin! And my parents!” I practically shouted at her over the line.
I was as horrified now as I was when I first learned what sex was and that my parents did it.
”What, Mia? Did you actually think that your parents never had sex?”Lizzie asked.
”No! They can have sex! Only normal boring sex! Old people sex, Lizzie. Not anything...so... so...,” I broke off at a loss for words, so I just waved my hands in the air trying to find something that was not so naughty.
”Kinky?”Lizzie supplied and I could hear the laughter in her voice.
”Yes!”I cried.
”Mia, that's just biased. Just because your parents are older doesn't mean they need to stop having fun. They have been doing this longer than even me so you're actually stepping on their groove,” she said.
”Oh god!”I groaned.
Lizzie just laughed. ”Hey, it's okay. They only really do it in the bedroom and if they feel the need to go out to the clubs theirs is far away so there is no way we will be running into them,” she explained way too rationally.
I tried hard to hold on to my anger. Although in the end, it was of no use. She was right and I had to just learn to live with it.
”That's good at least,” I said slowly.
I was still more than a little overwhelmed by the fact my parents and I somehow managed to end up with the same kink. When I said as much to Lizzie she just snorted.
”Don't be, it's actually not uncommon. You see most of the people that I have met that are into this sort of thing, grew up with it. If you look back really hard, you'll see that you did too. It was probably subtler than most, but it was definitely there. I saw it in the short time I lived with you guys. Maybe that's why you felt so drawn to it, hon.”
I was silent as I tried to comprehend what she was saying. I felt as if my mind was going to explode as random memories came to my head one right after another and I saw what she meant. At the times they seemed natural and now I saw them for what they really were. My parents were in a committed D/s (Dom/sub) relationship, and it was one of the reasons why they had worked together so well. My mother was a sub and my father her Master.