This is the fourth of four samples from the second publication of MyMS, Let It Break. Now available on Amazon for Kindle and on paperback
“Hmmm, I don’t know. You just met the guy and he’s cooking you dinner? He’s either trying to get some or he’s got the best hospitality I’ve ever heard of. Do all Asians do that for people they meet in sex stores?”
“Stop it Franz! You sound jealous. Besides, he’s knows I’m taken, and it’ll be even clearer when he sees my gorgeous engagement ring, which I love by the way, almost as much as I love you.”
“Yeah right, then why are you having a date with Yo Yo Ma?”
“Franz, stop it! You know that’s not funny…” Carrie busted out laughing. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t help it. Franz was always tickling her funny bone.
“I just don’t think you should have dinner with him, that’s all.”
“Why? Nothing is going to happen. It’s just a business meeting.”
“Oh yeah? Then why can’t you meet in a public place?”
“Because I’m not going to drag my iMac to a public place.”
“You should let me get you a MacBook, than you wouldn’t have to worry about that.”
“Franz, it’s not about inconvenience. I just don’t see the guy as a creep or anything, so I don’t mind him coming over. He seems to have a good head on his shoulders.”
“He works at a sex store! His head is always good, I’m sure.”
“Franz, c’mon. You’re being judgmental. He’s in college on his third year.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because we had what’s known as a conversation.”
“Don’t be a smartass Carrie.”
“Don’t be an asshole!”
“Don’t get all bent out of shape, I’m sorry I called you a smartass. I’m not angry with you, I’m just worried about this guy.”
“But I’m telling you not to. I’m a grown woman and I can handle myself Franz, you know that.”
“It’s not you, it’s him I’m worried about. I know you can handle yourself, but this guy might try something, and then I’ll go to prison for killing him. I’m too hot for prison you know.”
“I know, you’d get passed around like a cigarette in there,” She chuckled.
“Just cancel Carrie, it’ll make me feel better.”
“Franz, relax. Nothing is going to happen, I promise. I’m wearing your ring, not his. So please, relax before I make you relax.”
“You won’t do anything you naked temptress.” He said playfully.
“Temptress? I’m not tempting you.”
“Oh yes you are, laying their all sexy like that.”
Just as Franz climbed into bed and began kissing her, caressing her breasts and and belly, Carrie’s Blackberry vibrated. She stopped kissing Franz and looked down at it: it was Travis again.
“Who is it?” Franz asked.
“No one,” Then she resumed kissing him, lightly knocking her Blackberry on the bedroom floor.
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