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he should intimate his best friend Danny Birch about his
feelings towards Sheryl. But how would he react to such information? Wouldn’t
he think he was acting like a faint-hearted boy and getting worked-up for
unimportant matter? And if he felt that Sheryl was probing too fast into his
world and should be immediately stopped, wouldn’t this later development affect
the performance of his political campaign due to avoidable in-fighting?
    At
the end, Senator J.L. decided to keep this issue to himself. He had vowed to
remain cautious and vigilant in dealing with Sheryl Lekhov until election
palaver would be over. If what Sheryl needed was love and romance, she could
get plenty of those after his successful re-election, Senator said to himself.
    On
the day he officially launched his re-election bid, Senator J.L. felt honored
to see the caliber of people that had witnessed the occasion: Hollywood
celebrities, famous and influential politicians, business executives, industrial
players, people of high social standing and so on. Sheryl Lekhov and her mother
were also in attendance.
    Some
familiar guests came forward to give Senator J.L. a hug and he returned their
kindness with loving pecks and handshakes. When Sheryl showed up in front of
him, the Senator was visibly nervous, and instead of pecking her cheek, he
unintentionally kissed her mouth to mouth but quickly retracted from the
action. He looked somehow remorseful, but when he saw the don’t-bother-about-it
smile on Sheryl’s face, he definitely knew that the lady was up for something
romantic. And Senator J.L. believed that it wouldn’t take him more than two to
three weeks to fully uncover her intentions.

 
    Chapter
4
     
    As
campaign activities came into full swing, Senator J.L. became quite busy as he
stumped the major cities in California that were under his constituency. He was
happy and grateful for the warm reception he had received from many supporters,
especially those living in Los Angeles area. They had come out in thousands to
show their unflinching support for his policies and pet projects, which many
believed had lifted a good number of Californians out of poverty and poor
standards of living. His educational programs were deemed extraordinary.
    “Senator,
we will like to see more specific actions in the issue of wage disparity between
men and women in this country,” a female voter shouted among the pack of
people. Her curt statement had received a thunderous applause from other excited
women in the crowd.
    Thinking
that the matter she had just raised appeared popular with the people, the woman
continued her outpour of challenges. “For too long we have waited for something
to be done about this unfair inequality in our workplaces, but nothing had
happened so far. Why should we—the women—continue to be victims of ageless patriarchy
in America? We who cook for you, take care of your home, sacrifice our time and
love for you and your kids, and obediently put our bodies on your beds to be
mercilessly fucked like bitches! Don’t we, for goodness sake, deserve some
paybacks?” the woman now looked irate. And enjoying the noisy boos and cheers
she elicited from the chaotic crowd around her.
    Senator
J.L. turned his face away so that he would not stare into the woman’s fiery
eyes.  But his gaze landed on Sheryl Lekhov’s body wearing a see-through
blouse that showed her breasts’ brown teats! She smiled lustfully as her eyes
met that of the Senator’s.
    “God
have mercy!” Senator J.L. whispered silently to himself and turned back to the
enraged woman to pacify her with assurances.
    “We
are already working on that. And I can assure you that we’re getting there; we’ll
soon pass laws that give everyone what they deserve, irrespective of age or
gender,” he said amidst loud cheers and jeers.
    When
he returned to his hotel suite to have some rest, the chief campaign
photographer, accompanied by Sheryl Lekhov came to have a snapshot of