Sharon was quiet for a minute than said. "Maybe you're right, but maybe I should be more careful who I read to....You're a pretty dangerous guy for a girl to bring home."
"Maybe we should both be more careful, we could turn this cabin into n inferno of lust." I said.
"I think I'd like that," she said.
"So would I," I added.
"Uh-oh," Sharon said. "I just thought of another story to read to you."
"Uh-oh," I said. " I'm almost afraid to ask what that one's about.
We were quiet as we lay on the floor. Both of us were wondering where all this was leading to. Should I stay here where both of us could live out sexual fantasies? She would read to me. I would write fantasies and read to her and then we would fuck. What about my own cabin, my responsibilities, my commitment to my publisher? Right now, I was on this journey that had opened a world of possibilities. Here I was lying next to a beautiful, intelligent, sexy woman. Where would this journey end?
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