The Rules Of Leather
Are Simple And Finite
NYC Eagle, Sunday, 8:30PM
Random Guy: I can't believe what just happened. You know I'm a sub, right?
JMG: No, but OK.
RG: So I just tried to buy a collar in the leather shop and the guy wouldn't fucking sell me one without my master being there!
JMG: Do you have a master?
RG: No.
JMG: Well, rules is rules.
RG: It's so stupid.
JMG: If you were wearing a collar, wouldn't that make a potential master think you already belonged to somebody?
RG (considering): Um, I guess it could, but I'd risk it.
JMG: Hey, you could always try PetCo.
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Labels: Eagle, I Love My People, leather, Old Guard