yourself perhaps I will be more comfortable sharing
myself with you.” I could tell he meant more than sharing his story.
I
sighed giving in, “I am not religious.”
He
raised his eyebrows, “So then why is it you disagree with this club?”
I
shrugged and focused on my pad in front of me. “I never said I disagreed with
it. As long as it involves consenting adults and no laws are being broken then
it is a personal decision to be a part of something like this.” I hoped the
explanation would be enough to get him off the trail. “Now how long have you
been in business?”
I
could tell he wasn’t happy with the answers he was receiving by the way his
eyebrows knit together on his forehead. It was the first sign of annoyance I
had seen him display. “Ten years, tell me why it would not be your personal
decision?”
I
sighed. He was starting to annoy me as much as I was annoying him. “Why is it
your personal decision to run a club like this?”
He
grinned, “I like seeing people enjoy themselves. I truly believe companionship
and sex heal and unite people.”
I
didn’t really have a response for that. He was talking about a world I knew nothing
about. “That is a very interesting point of view. Is protection mandatory to
prevent disease?”
He
watched me then gave an exasperated sigh. “No, that is a personal choice for
each person to decide, however I do require members to be tested every three
months. Doesn’t sex make you feel good, Ms. Adams?”
I
blushed and looked down at my pad trying to focus. “That is to personal Mr.
Carson.” It was way too personal. I hadn’t had sex yet and I wasn’t about to
tell him that.
He
smiled like he knew he hit a nerve. “If you answer me I will answer any
question no matter how personal.”
It
was tempting. I had a million questions for him but I didn’t want him to know
personal things about me. I watched him deciding if what I had to gain was
worth what I would be losing. “Fine you win as I am sure you always do. I do
not know if it makes me feel good because I have not had sex yet.” I wanted to
pat myself on the back for keeping a straight face and not blushing like crazy.
He
looked momentarily stunned, “Why not?” he asked looking genuinely interested.
I
didn’t want to go into detail with him. He was way too good looking to be
talking to about my sex life or lack of a sex life for that matter. “Mr. Carson
I answered your question.” I wanted to get on with the interview. The room was
starting to get warm and I knew I had to be cherry red with embarrassment.
He
sat up and I could tell he wasn’t going to let it go. “Please I have to know
why. I have never met a woman that looks like you that hasn’t had sex.”
I
looked at my fingernails debating on how much I should tell this guy. I wasn’t
really worried about privacy but I didn’t like being judged. “I just haven’t
found anyone that I thought was good enough.” I looked at him trying to judge
his reaction. He would probably think I was a complete prude.
He
smiled, “That isn’t stuck up at all.”
I
blushed as I tried to avoid sounding annoyed. “I don’t think so it is my body
and I have the right to give it to the man I want to.”
“Interesting”
he said now sitting up and watching me. “Will you tell me why?”
I
scowled at him, “This interview has been more about me then you Mr. Carson.”
He
raised his hands in surrender, “You are right, your question now please.”
“How
many sexual partners have you had?” I was curious simply because he was so good
looking and he was the owner of a sex club.
He
smiled like he didn’t mind telling me at all. I wished I had his confidence.
“To be honest I don’t know, probably in the hundreds. I was an escort and a
stripper before opening the club.”
I
was a little shocked but I hid it well. I just continued taking notes and
avoided meeting his eyes. “Were any of them more than just sex?”
His
expression
myself with you.” I could tell he meant more than sharing his story.
I
sighed giving in, “I am not religious.”
He
raised his eyebrows, “So then why is it you disagree with this club?”
I
shrugged and focused on my pad in front of me. “I never said I disagreed with
it. As long as it involves consenting adults and no laws are being broken then
it is a personal decision to be a part of something like this.” I hoped the
explanation would be enough to get him off the trail. “Now how long have you
been in business?”
I
could tell he wasn’t happy with the answers he was receiving by the way his
eyebrows knit together on his forehead. It was the first sign of annoyance I
had seen him display. “Ten years, tell me why it would not be your personal
decision?”
I
sighed. He was starting to annoy me as much as I was annoying him. “Why is it
your personal decision to run a club like this?”
He
grinned, “I like seeing people enjoy themselves. I truly believe companionship
and sex heal and unite people.”
I
didn’t really have a response for that. He was talking about a world I knew nothing
about. “That is a very interesting point of view. Is protection mandatory to
prevent disease?”
He
watched me then gave an exasperated sigh. “No, that is a personal choice for
each person to decide, however I do require members to be tested every three
months. Doesn’t sex make you feel good, Ms. Adams?”
I
blushed and looked down at my pad trying to focus. “That is to personal Mr.
Carson.” It was way too personal. I hadn’t had sex yet and I wasn’t about to
tell him that.
He
smiled like he knew he hit a nerve. “If you answer me I will answer any
question no matter how personal.”
It
was tempting. I had a million questions for him but I didn’t want him to know
personal things about me. I watched him deciding if what I had to gain was
worth what I would be losing. “Fine you win as I am sure you always do. I do
not know if it makes me feel good because I have not had sex yet.” I wanted to
pat myself on the back for keeping a straight face and not blushing like crazy.
He
looked momentarily stunned, “Why not?” he asked looking genuinely interested.
I
didn’t want to go into detail with him. He was way too good looking to be
talking to about my sex life or lack of a sex life for that matter. “Mr. Carson
I answered your question.” I wanted to get on with the interview. The room was
starting to get warm and I knew I had to be cherry red with embarrassment.
He
sat up and I could tell he wasn’t going to let it go. “Please I have to know
why. I have never met a woman that looks like you that hasn’t had sex.”
I
looked at my fingernails debating on how much I should tell this guy. I wasn’t
really worried about privacy but I didn’t like being judged. “I just haven’t
found anyone that I thought was good enough.” I looked at him trying to judge
his reaction. He would probably think I was a complete prude.
He
smiled, “That isn’t stuck up at all.”
I
blushed as I tried to avoid sounding annoyed. “I don’t think so it is my body
and I have the right to give it to the man I want to.”
“Interesting”
he said now sitting up and watching me. “Will you tell me why?”
I
scowled at him, “This interview has been more about me then you Mr. Carson.”
He
raised his hands in surrender, “You are right, your question now please.”
“How
many sexual partners have you had?” I was curious simply because he was so good
looking and he was the owner of a sex club.
He
smiled like he didn’t mind telling me at all. I wished I had his confidence.
“To be honest I don’t know, probably in the hundreds. I was an escort and a
stripper before opening the club.”
I
was a little shocked but I hid it well. I just continued taking notes and
avoided meeting his eyes. “Were any of them more than just sex?”
His
expression
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