1. The Plain Girl Chapter 5 Whitewater Rafting


    Date: 1/5/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: xreynolds, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    the short drive to one of his Hotel-Restaurants, she kept Chuck at play with talk about Donovan’s in such a way that he was forced to keep his commercial distance. She had already let him know that she was interested and available, now he was going to have to work to win the prize. In spite of the snow, getting across town went relatively smooth. There was almost nobody out on the road. As they drove under the Interstate, however, the flashing emergency lights spanned a considerable distance and the siren howls were coming from every direction. It would be on the front page tomorrow for sure. Then, even Chuck who never seemed to demonstrate any form of dismay showed a little relief when they pulled up under the portico entrance to the Hotel. Chuck’s driver had called in advance, announcing their arrival, but as soon as the caretaker swept the walkway, the persistent snow whipping around began to cover it again. Karla was in her element. It was a little wild and this really suited her disposition tonight. The wind driven wet snow slapped freshness and color onto her cheeks. Who needs makeup? She just pushed her way through, not waiting for Chuck to escort her, or even taking the trouble to zip up her coat. She found it invigorating. She had been beleaguered all day by a host of inner demons. She had had enough! Chuck was following close behind her and fully engaged. But it was now a new question: who is the hunter and who is the prey? They stopped briefly at the coat check. As ...
    they moved on toward the dining area, no less than seven members of the staff showed themselves and made their availability plain. With the slightest of gestures on Chuck’s part they were soon seated and a bottle of champagne was placed before him. He carefully inspected it, and then looked at Karla. “You said champagne, did you not?” “If you can’t afford anything better,” was her demure reply. For many it would take a weeks pay to cover the cost of that bottle. Chuck just laughed it off; he found it refreshing to be in the company of someone so young, and so bold. In his position, he was quite accustomed to being lavished with an artificial respect that was based largely on dread. He nodded his approval to the waiter, and the champagne was soon in her glass. The last thing Karla had on her mind was food. She ordered a little shrimp to nibble on, as she said she would. It offered her the greatest range of possibility to use her hands and her lips, and she did so with tremendous skill and sensuality. Through the veil of the alcohol, she still remembered the thought she had earlier that morning about the ‘ master in the kitchen, as the genius of chicanery’ . She would use her talent to manipulate food even as she ate it. In fact, she was now the dish. Earlier the notion had left her depressed. Now she started to feel downright evil. It was exhilarating and she liked it. Chuck was getting harder and harder to read. She could only guess where he was at. She was doing her best to ...
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