The Causeway to Baltimore, Thursday Afternoon

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Kathy had been doing some thinking recently, going over the activities that helped her cut through the noise in her brain. All of the ones she'd found so far involved the participation of other people and she needed to find something she could do by herself so she didn't have to keep bothering folks. And that had gotten her to thinking about the almost-reverie she'd slipped into on Dante's motorcycle. That was something she could potentially do for herself...except she'd need a bike of her own.

Or Dante could share his, but ahahahahano.

It wouldn't hurt to start looking for something like that, though, would it? Even if she didn't buy something right away, having an idea in her mind wouldn't hurt. She made her way towards the Causeway and sent a text at the same time. If she were going shopping, she should consult an expert, right?

Hey. U busy?

[For the motorcycle guru and SP]

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"Pretty empty patch of road," Dante decided. He reclined. "Happy with your haul today?"

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"Yeah I am," Kathy said with a lazy chuckle. "And I haven't even checked out my new bike yet. Still, this afternoon's been amazing." Her hand groped for him, reaching for his hand and then suddenly reversing direction to pat his arm instead. "Thanks for coming out with me today. Really glad you did."

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"Anytime," Dante said, surprising himself somewhat with how naturally that came out.

He reached out to pat her thigh. ...and then her outstretched arm.

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"Glad to hear you're always up for committing assault and grand theft auto with me," Kathy said. "Mistress Hello Kitty sinks her claws."

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"Hey, Mistress Hello Kitty's always got a henchman in me," Dante said, grinning slowly at her.

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"Just remember that when the uniform arrives," Kathy said, giving him a look that at least tried for innocence.

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"So how skin tight and how many holes?" Dante joked.

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"Oh see, that's what I like about you, Dante," Kathy said. "All that optimism. It's going to be a couple of leather straps, some metal studs, and a loincloth."

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"A loincloth?" Dante said, pulling a face. "Might as well just let me keep my dick out."

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"I'm pretty sure I can find some kind of leather sleeve from Dite's if you want," Kathy offered. "I mean, you'd still be free-balling, but your shaft dick would be...mostly covered."

She was pretty sure the sleeves were designed to let the tip peek out.

"...I'm just realizing how much more I know about cock sleeves than I ever thought I would."

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Dante turned his head and smirked at her. Lazily.

He said nothing.

Look, she'd said cock sleeve. Right after what they just did.

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Sometimes, Kathy had no idea what Dante was thinking. Other times, like right now, she knew exactly where his brain was at.

"Oh my god, Dante, shut up your entire face," she groaned, hiding behind her hands.

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"Hey, you're the one who said cock sleeve," Dante snickered.

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"Well...it's a thing that exists!" Kathy declared because apparently this was the time to double down. "And is gonna be part of your uniform now, Random Henchman Number Three."

Now she was torn between figuring out a uniform for him and making it as absurd as possible for the laughs or never doing that at all ever oh god.

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"Kinda ruining your access there, you know," Dante mued.

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"Most of the leather ones have snaps," Kathy pointed out. "Or laces. But the snaps would make a more satisfying noise as you opened them all at once."

Why was she giving real thought to this again?

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"You really wanna be like, 'let's get it on, I'll open up your dick snaps'?"

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"Can't be worse than, 'let's get it on, I'll peel off your extra-skinny jeans.'"

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"Skinny jeans are hot," Dante retorted. "Dick sleeves just make you look like you're begging for a photo shoot."

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"I mean, I could see you pulling off a modeling career," Kathy teased. "C'mon, give me a pouty look. Something that says, 'I could fuck you or I could be sad about the state of the world and I'm not sure which it is.'"

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Dante looked over at her and gave her a Look.

It was just his usual look. Which was kind of modely to begin with...

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"Perfect," Kathy told him, because she was an asshole.

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"You're the worst, Kathy Li," Dante decided, stretching in his seat. "The absolute worst."

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"Enh, you wouldn't know what to do with me if I were nice all the time," Kathy scoffed. "Other than, like, side-eye me and wander away."

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"True," Dante allowed. "I mean, you're pretty hot when you're mean."