little romance in her life.
His own physical response was the
result of some long-dormant voyeurism, which was essentially the
same as looking at porn. Leon was quite looking forward to
this.
If things got a little too out of
hand, Leon could always climb into bed with them, and if either
Thomas or Leon wore himself out, Georges could pinch hit in the
bottom of the ninth.
Adelia was in for one unforgettable
evening.
As for Thomas Darban, he really was
from Lichtenstein. He was an off-the-shelf parts and components
buyer for a German-Italian consortium building jet turbine engines
and military assault helicopters for NATO and E.U. contracts. Now
he would have something to write home about. Or perhaps he would
send them a nice little thank-you note. More importantly, he had
only a few days left here in Canada. Also importantly, he had a lot
to lose, with a wife and three kids back home. George, his
bodyguard in real fact, would also be going home. He might have a
few memories to warm his bones in old age as well.
It was a sweet deal all the way
round.
Thomas could use the most recent
collector’s edition of stamps to mail that letter. About the only
thing his tiny country was really known for was its
stamps.
End
About the Author
Constance ‘Dusty’ Miller has written
fiction, non-fiction and worked for newspapers and magazines, even
working for a brief stint as sports editor of a small-town weekly.
She likes to make people laugh as well as think. Her erotica has
strong qualities of literary romance. Out of work and recovering
from a life-threatening illness, someone suggested writing erotica
which she initially rejected for lack of confidence. But love makes
the world go around, and Dusty can no longer deny its pull. Dusty
squeezes a little writing in between raising a daughter and
building up her business.