Choose your own adventure

Their apartment is not far and you are soon standing in their kitchen clutching another beer.
The blonde is quieter in the flat and the dark haired one appears to be fully in charge now. She sits in a high backed chair and offers you the couch. It is very soft and you sink into it appearing to shrink as you do. It is the perfect power broking move that you recognize from your business training. You are small and hunched over whilst she sits upright and dominant purveying the whole room.

You decide to re-establish the rapport you had in the bar sensing that for now the mood has changed.

"So I don't think I caught your names" you say jovially trying to sit upright in the confines of the sofa.

"That's because we did not give you them my sweet" the dirk haired one smiled watching your labored wrestle with the battered cushions of the couch.

She places her hand on the blonde's head who is now resting on a cushion and leaning against the leg of her chair "This here is Daphne"

"Hello Daphne" you pant having just managed to perch yourself on the front edge of the cushions without spilling your beer.

Daphne smiles but does not speak

"And so you are?" you ask to dark haired one, trying not to be intimidated

"Well" She said dramatically "that depends"

"I can answer to two titles.

Aunty Jane or Mistress Jones

depending on your whims and mood."

She pauses and a broad smile brakes across her lips. "Which one will it be for you?"