My first encounter with Dominant Mistress Joanne was at the age of 19 in the Boston area. This was well before the internet age. Communication was through personal ads in the underground newspaper under alternative lifestyles. There were all types of ads, but one was from a Mistress advertising for a slave. I wrote to the PO box. Within a week I received a reply. We continued to write, exchanging letters every week or so (due to mail delivery times) until finally after about 1 month and 1/2, I was given a phone number to call and time and place to meet.
It was a beautiful fall day, early Saturday afternoon in the Boston area. This was a suburban neighborhood, neat rows of average houses on a tree lined street. I found the address, parked and rang the doorbell. A woman answered. She did not “fit” my description of a dominatrix or Prodomme. She wore a blue jean maxi dress that buttoned all the way down the front with flat black buttons. She wore lace boots which were the style at the time with chunky heels. Her black hair was put up in a bun and she wore glasses.