Observer
Copyright© 2001 by C. Sprite
Chapter 8: Day 18
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8: Day 18 - Lost on a deserted backwoods road in Arkansas during a driving rainstorm, a man and woman drive on, desperately searching for some sign of human habitation where they might get directions. Little do they know that their 'directions' will take them on a long voyage of self-discovery, from which they might not return, and from which they will never be the same.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Reluctant BiSexual TransGender Fiction Science Fiction BDSM FemaleDom Spanking Sadistic Oral Sex Masturbation Sex Toys
After rising and enjoying a long, hot bath the next morning, I dressed and went to see if Peter was up. He answered the door right away and had a surprised look on his face.
He said, "Kara, I'm surprised to see you. When you didn't come back by 9 o'clock, I thought that you would probably spend the night."
"Have you forgotten the date."
"What do you mean?... Oh, yeah. I did forget. So tell me, how did you make out? Is he going to sign with us? Did you make any inroads at all? There's no shame with having failed on this one. He's one tough customer. Wouldn't even speak to me about changing from Wilson & Wilson. Come on, tell me."
"How can I tell you anything if you won't give me a chance. On second thought, I'll tell you everything over breakfast. I'm starving and you're buying. Are you ready?"
"Be right out. I just have to comb my hair and grab my jacket."
In a few minutes he was ready, and he held the car door open for me. As he walked around to the driver's side, I reached over and unlocked it for him. In ten minutes we were in an IHOP restaurant, and had ordered breakfast. I had selected a booth far from any other patrons. As we waited I gave him a step by step description of my encounter with Chuck MacFarland. As I reached the part about our making dinner together, the waitress brought us our food, and I stopped talking. After she had finished bringing us our order and left, I continued. I told him about reviewing the old contracts, and about how Wilson & Wilson had short-changed one of their prized authors. I told him that when MacFarland learned, he grew red with rage and signed with us on the spot. Then I told him about MacFarland's planned ruse to exact some just revenge and Peter smiled with pleasure. I told him that we mustn't say anything to anybody about Chuck signing with us for a full week. If we did, then we'd lose him as an author on future books.
Peter said, "I'll let you handle that. I won't say a word to anybody, and if anybody asks, I'll refer him or her to you. What about Mr. Jacobs though?"
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