1. Offering What You Desire. A Limited Time Sale!


    Date: 7/22/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: botbot, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

    under his arm asks what the joke is. Oliver lifted his head towards the old man’s gruff voice. “I guess that’s the joke. I’m laughing at something that isn’t very funny.” The old man nodded walking away, coughing into his hand. ****** Surprised at her decision is an understatement. What is she doing in this stranger’s hotel room? Jane had noticed him at the other end of the bar downtown, holding his drink to his lips while blending in with the dim lighting. And there was something very attractive about the way in which the shadows in the room fell across his face. And before she knew it they were talking and he was buying her a drink, which she accepted, a little anxiously. To her, the best part about drinking was hitting that line that says maybe you should stop then taking a step or two over it. She knew she had stepped over that line when conversations centering on careers became interesting and reflective. He told her about some meeting and the agony of seeing it through come morning. The irritation of listening to hapless suits talking over each other. Sitting in a room where men obsess themselves with obtuse banter over deals already completed. She confided in him that she went to law school, but dropped out second year. When he inquired why, she replied, while politely smiling, that there had to be more interesting things to chat about or else it was time to seriously question how watered down these drinks were. They enjoyed the company of each until she excused ...
    herself to use the washroom. When Jane was done washing her hands she saw herself in the mirror and fixed her hair before studying her reflection. For a moment she thought she heard someone whisper, but no one was there. She reached up with a bent finger and traced the outline of her lips and blue eyes with her shiny black fingernail that skated across the mirror’s surface. She stepped back and admired her trim frame and dark red hair pulled back in a straight ponytail, no fuss and business like. It was her favorite way to style it because it showed off her smooth porcelain skin and sharp cheekbones, which she liked about herself. Entering back into the bar she found it empty and a sense of disappointment and annoyance coursed through her. She felt like an idiot. What had she said or done? Was she somehow damaged while others could see through her thin façade of the unsatisfied explorer? She left, opening the heavy oak doors, a bell chiming her actions, before a voice called out to her, “Leaving already?” Turning she spotted white smoke ascending over a tall figure leaning standing next to the red brick wall of the building. She approached the stranger, who had a lit cigarette balanced between two fingers. “I thought you left.” She said. He took a long drag of his cigarette. “Did that bother you?” She gave him an amused look while staring up at him, asking for one of his smokes. He retrieved his lighter, the initials H.D. inscribed at the bottom. Her hands cupped around his as a ...
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