Chapter Eleven
Is The Future In Everyone’s Hands?
Next morning, Clare decides to get up early, tour around the hotel and chat to the early shift with the possibility of getting some feedback in preparation for the meeting.
After showering, she studies her naked reflection in the bathroom’s full-length mirror. As she runs her hands over her tingling breasts, and then her hips, memories of Alice come to mind.
After dressing in her black suit, she looks down at Brad still fast asleep in his cubical.
I wonder if it was sensible to refuse his backhanded offer last night of relieving my frustrations – again? I expect it would have been fantastic as far as it goes, but the love I feel for Heather is taking top priority. It seems Alice comes in at a close second. That reminds me, I must call
