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them.”
    “So why don't you have a nice picture of the
way they look now, well-fed and all?”
    “Because Miss. James, it wouldn't pull on the
heart strings of impressionable young girls I want to have sex with
as much, now would it?”
    “Why are you telling me all this Mr. Grey?
Wouldn't it just benefit you more to let me feel you were such a
kind guy, so you could have your wicked way with me?”
    “No Miss. James... with you, it's different.
You're not like the others, you're special. I feel I can really talk to you.”
    I felt honored that Mr. Grey saw me as an
equal, and wouldn't treat me like the others. His frank honesty
showed me that he respected me; and if he was able and willing to
sponsor three children he didn't even know, he'd surely be more
than happy to keep our future babies well-fed, I thought; and
hopefully we wouldn't even need to have a picture of them starving,
as by that time I would have changed his BDSM playboy ways.
    “Well Mr Grey, I'm a busy girl, so I have to
be going now.”
    “But you haven't asked me all your
questions.”
    “Ya, I suppose I haven't, but I have a class
later.”
    “Well Miss. James, I'd like you to come sit
in on an important meeting I'm having with the board of directors
and some executives tomorrow. Your input may be required.”
    “But I... ”
    “No more arguments Miss. James, I'll see you
tomorrow at 2pm, and don't be late again.”
    I felt slightly annoyed that he didn't think
I'd have better things to do than attend his meeting to give his
board of directors my expertise on writing erotic stories, but I
knew the world of confectionery worked in mysterious ways. Making
sure my breasts were once again fully secured, I left his office,
with him rifling through some important looking documents,
concentrating intently on his work.
    Going down in the elevator, my mind was
racing, had I really only sucked his cock for research purposes or
had he somehow managed to manipulate me into doing it? I felt quite
confused, it was obvious to me that I wouldn't be attracted to an
older successful man like him, but my own actions seemed to suggest
otherwise, or was it just my ambitiousness to get some good
research that had made me do it. Yes, that was it, I said to
myself, I hadn't wanted to let Sarah or myself down.
    Exiting the building, and once again on the
streets of Gothom, I had to do a double-take when Morgan Freeman
was entering in the revolving door opposite me. Why would Morgan
Freeman be going into the Grey Candy Group's office headquarters, I
wondered; the guard had also seemed to know him. I shook my head,
trying to put it out of my mind, the day had already been eventful
enough without me over-thinking things, and I needed a place to
gather my thoughts and do some more thinking about Mr. Grey, to
hell with class, I said to myself.
    Across the street I saw a coffee shop, every
writer's sanctuary; that would be a good place for me to gather my
thoughts and take notes while everything was still clear in my
head. Some of the most popular books in the world had been written
in coffee shops, like the passably good non-erotica series, 'Harry
Potter', and also the number one bestseller, 'The Bible', although
I much preferred the Bible, due to its obvious taboo-erotica
leanings in the Old Testament teaser section, people having sex
with their relatives and all. I took a seat by the window, facing
the entrance of the Grey Candy Groups headquarters, not so I could
see Mr. Grey exit when he finished work, but just because the light
reflecting onto my laptop screen would make it easier to see the
words. After several lattes - and having to endure the waiter
deliberately walking past me so he could ogle my breasts countless
times (eight times) - I noticed something strange. It was around
6pm, and I hadn't seen Grey exit, although I'd not been paying that much attention to be honest, when I happened to look up
at the full impressive rigid length of the Grey building, and I