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about it afterwards. So after having great sex in the movie theater, why was he lying
here worrying about his lack of emotional attachment?
You got laid, and you re gonna get laid some more. Enjoy it while you can. Stop being such
a weenie.
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Why was he being such a weenie? Why, in the one sexual relationship of his life where love
should be the least important, was it worrying him?
He thought about that as he lay in bed, unable to fall asleep.
Then he figured it out. Here he was, with his perfect woman, and he didn t love
her. They didn t stand a chance of living happily ever after. After being with Vivian,
how could any other woman compare? How could he have a real relationship with
anybody else after this?
What a stupid-ass thing to worry about. This is your time to fuck. Fuck as much as you can.
You should be fucking right now instead of lying here in bed being all whiny and soul-searchy.
You need a good solid kick in the ass. Most guys would give up their favorite testicle to be in
your situation.
He kissed Vivian s shoulder again. It was a pretty dumb thing to worry about. He
didn t need to worry about love; he needed to worry about the fact that he was so
obsessed with the sexual element that he was willing to risk everything for it. If he kept
going like this, he was certain to get caught in a situation where the solution wasn t just
to run from a cranky librarian. Actually, the lack of love was a good thing, because it
would make it that much easier to put this demented relationship behind him!
He spooned her for about an hour, but never did fall asleep.
* * * * *
Greg staggered into the office of Hansen, Tennerson & Hansen the next morning,
bleary eyed and exhausted. He d had sex with Vivian in a park, another restaurant, a
Laundromat, and almost in the dairy section of a grocery store. In the Laundromat, he d
taken her from behind against a dryer, missing getting caught by seconds. This was
completely nuts.
 You look like crap, said Harold Hansen, Jr. Harold was in his early thirties like
Greg, and they d opened the firm with the elder Harold Hansen two years ago. He
added a third packet of sugar to his coffee and took a sip.  Rough night?
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 You could say that.
 Get any?
 Yeah, actually.
 No kidding? The wife gave me some last night, too. Surprised the living shit out of
me. Must be something in the air. Anybody I know?
Greg shook his head and poured himself a cup of coffee.
 One night stand?
 Not exactly. She s from out of town.
 How hot is she? Scale of one to ten.
 Ten, without a doubt.
 Bullshit. You scored with a ten?
 Yep. Greg took a sip. The coffee burned his tongue, but that made him feel a bit
more alert.
 Was she good? Do anything freaky?
Greg shrugged.  Nah.
 You hesitated before you denied it. You did freaky stuff, didn t you? What was it?
Food? Restraints? Toys?
 Nothing freaky.
 Special guest appearances?
 No.
 You re holding back. You videotaped it, didn t you?
 I certainly did not.
 I can tell when you re lying. You videotaped it. You probably edited it, added a
soundtrack, and dubbed it into different languages for the foreign market, you kinky
bastard.
 No, nothing like that.
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 Aha! said Harry, adding yet another sugar to his coffee.  So it was like something
else. There was role-playing involved, wasn t there? You wore a gladiator outfit, didn t
you?
 No.
 Then you dressed up like a cartoon character.
 No.
 Well, shit, you did something. Narrow it down for me. You did it in this office,
didn t you?
 No.
 Somewhere else public?
 No.
 You re lying. I can tell when you re lying. You did her in public. I must say, I am
shocked. He tore open another packet.  We really need to get stronger sugar in this
place. Where d you do her?
 None of your business.
 Aha! Confirmation! Where was it?
 Nowhere.
 Where?
 A movie theater, said Greg, lowering his voice even though there was nobody
else in the room.
 Which movie?
 Trusting Sasha.
 I hear that sucked.
 The ending wasn t bad.
 Wow. So she s pretty much corrupted you, huh?
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 No. Well& no. Greg lowered his voice some more.  Okay, let s speak
hypothetically. You ve met the most beautiful woman in the world, the absolute perfect
woman 
 Buffy the Vampire Slayer?
 Buffy s your perfect woman?
 Hell yeah. Have you watched that girl kick?
 Anyway, it doesn t matter who it is, but let s say that you ve met your perfect
woman. She ll have sex with you anytime you want, but only in public, and only if
there s danger of getting caught.
 That doesn t sound like Buffy.
 It doesn t have to be Buffy. What would you do?
Harry thought for a moment.  That s kind of a weird kink. She ll only do it in
public?
 Only in public, yeah.
 If she looked like Buffy, I d do it on a float in the Macy s Thanksgiving Day
parade.
 What if you had political aspirations?
 I don t.
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