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Work on Monday got off to a horrendous start when Neill rejected a load of concrete. The driver became enraged and for a minute I thought he and Neill were going to come to blows.

I overheard Neill speaking to the concrete company on the phone, telling them the consistency was not up to spec and what they could do with the load. Sending the driver away with a truckload of concrete threw the schedule into turmoil and the mood of everyone at the construction site into the dumpster.

Tradesmen were running around the site, bitching because they were losing precious time.

Neill apologized to Patti for the foul language that she had to endure. She shrugged and said she had heard worse.

"I wonder what got into Neill this morning." I mused and drew Patti's scornful eye.

"The concrete was bad. The tests showed that the consistency was off. If Neill had used it on the fifth floor, we would have cracks in less than a year. Some of it could have even ended up on the fourth floor," she explained.

This made me realize I didn't know very much about construction. Here I had been thinking something had happened at home to upset Neill and found that he was just doing his job.

"Are there books on concrete?"

Patti smiled and nodded. "I'll bring one to you."

While I accepted Patti's explanation that the concrete was not up to specification, I couldn't help but think there was something bothering Neill. Two other incidents that morning reinforced my thoughts.

First, he abruptly slammed the phone down and when it rang again he barked at Patti and me, "Let it ring!"

Who did he hang up on? Had he been talking to Doris or one of the sub-contractors?

Later that morning Neill kicked a file cabinet and stormed out of the trailer. Patti and I looked at each other and she suggested we go to lunch.

"There's a sidewalk café near my apartment that features a nice selection of soups and sandwiches. We can pick up the book on the way."

I drove and waited in the car while she went into her apartment for the book. We didn't speculate about what was bothering Neill until we were seated at the café. She was right; it was a pleasant place with a view a plaza and there was a wide variety of sandwiches on the menu. She started with cold cucumber soup and I ordered a turkey club sandwich.

"What do you think made Neill go off like that this morning? I hope it's not trouble at home?"

"I think it could be," I answered, wondering if Cassie would tell me if that were the case.

She wanted to know what made me say that and I explained that I had stayed with the Fenton's the summer before. "The two daughters are five years apart in age and very different. Claudia is interested in boys and Cassie's only interest is soccer."

"Five years is a lot. You wouldn't expect them to have much in common. I'm two years younger than my sister and we're as different as night and day. Do you have brothers or sisters, Sammy?"

"I have one sister and we're like you and your sister, very different. She's three years older than me," I said. Thinking of Heather reminded me to call home and find out how everyone was doing.

Patti insisted on paying for lunch, saying it had been her idea and that I could pay next time. On the way back to work she marked chapters in the book that would be most helpful for me to study. "The book's really about load factors. Concrete is only one of the components you'll learn about when you take the course."

We had talked about some of the architectural courses I should take, but this was the first time I had heard about load factors.

"I'm taking a basic drawing course next year. I don't know if Pontiac even has a course that covers load factors. It's mainly a business school."

Patti nodded her understanding. "Let me know when you've read the chapters I marked and we'll make arrangements to get together to discuss concrete."

I wondered if she was that passionate about her chosen career or if 'getting together' was her real objective. She hadn't volunteered anything about her marital status and I certainly hadn't asked. There had been one goodnight kiss three months before, but as far as I was concerned she was still a married woman.

When we got back to work I thumbed through the book and counted the chapters I was to study. There were only four, presumably covering the subject of concrete.

"This looks interesting. Thanks for the loan of the book, Patti."

She looked pleased with my interest in the subject. We went back to work and discovered that everything was running smoothly although there was no way to make up the time lost that morning.

My nightly message to Marcie was brief because I wanted to go for a run. Anyway, there was not much to report.

Hi sweetie,

Cathy showed up early tonight, way before dark and way before my next-door neighbor took his post behind the fence. He didn't get to see her toss the towels aside, pose for me and jump into the pool.

She let me swim laps with her although she made sure I was always on the other side of the pool. I stayed in the water while she did her crunches. She rejected my suggestion that I support her with my hand under her back, but she didn't ask me to turn the other way when she got out of the pool.

I'm not sure, but she may have caught Smyth watching us. She didn't say anything and I didn't either.

As I was letting her out the gate I mentioned that I won't be home until after dark tomorrow night. At first she looked miffed, but when I said I would honk the car horn as I pull into the garage, she perked up and said she would be watching for me.

Love ya,

Sammy

Running was always a good time to think about my day, the next day and the things I planned to do after the run. As it happened, I went to bed without doing the things I planned - reading a chapter in Patti's book or writing a letter to my sister.

I woke up tired on Tuesday morning. All I could think about was the dream I had had. I remembered it vividly. The dream was not a nightmare, nothing like the 'walking on eggshells' nightmare I'd had my freshman year. This one was just a dream. The reason I was tired was that the dream had me swimming the entire night.

By the time I talked to Marcie that night I thought I had the dream figured out. Yes, we talked on the phone. I had to talk to someone about it, didn't I? And who better than the person I trusted most in the whole world?

We got the housekeeping questions out of the way first. Yes, Cassie played well and yes, I performed as her boyfriend for her teammates again. Yes, Cathy came over as soon as I honked the car horn and yes, she let me support her with my hand under her back.

"Did the voyeur enjoy the show?"

"Yes, I'm sure he got off," I laughed.

"Then what do I owe the pleasure of hearing your voice? You could have told me all of that in two paragraphs."

"I had a DREAM!"

"Oh, Honey, let me get comfortable."

"In the dream I'm a guest in this house and..."

"Like Holly's house where you're staying?"

"No, not like here and please don't interrupt."

"My lips are buttoned."

"In the dream the house is a mansion and my sleeping quarters are in a guest house adjacent to a giant swimming pool. I don't know the reason I'm a guest there. All I know is that my host is a gentleman with a much younger wife.

"From the guest quarters I hear a splash and go outside to investigate if someone accidentally stumbled into the pool. It's the wife. She's at the deep end of the pool, under the diving board. She silently motions for me. I look down, discover I'm wearing my shorts and jump in.

"As I approach her I ask where her husband is and she says he's out. I kiss her and she sucks my tongue between her lips. I soon feel her legs rubbing mine and I'm becoming hard. Just when I'm reaching for her ass she tells me to swim a lap because the servants may be spying on us. She pushes me away and I do the lap as fast as I can. On the return to the deep end I look up at the house to see if I can spot the servants. Some of the lights are on, but I can't tell if anyone is watching.

"She's there, out of sight of the house and waiting for me. We kiss, hungrily and I feel one of her tits. I've got a raging hard on. Just then, she says the servants may be watching and pushes me away.

"I realize that I'm the fucking decoy as I make my way around the perimeter of the pool again. On my way back toward her I look up at the house and see movement. I wonder if she's telling the truth about her husband being away or if the servants are really spying or us.

"She's at the corner of the pool, waiting for me. We swim together, interlocked and by the time we get to the other corner I've got her top rolled down and I'm sucking her nipples. She pushes me away and I go willingly to do another lap. I'm so anxious to get back to the deep end that I don't even look up at the house. She's waiting at the near corner and her top is still rolled down, exposing her breasts.

"She attacks me, like she can't get enough of me and we swim slowly together to the other corner of the pool, fondling one another. I've got my hand inside her bikini and she's got my cock out. Then, all of a sudden she says 'go' and pushes me away. I want to stay for one more kiss, for one more feel and for a second she responds. "Go before they suspect something," she says and I comply.

"Each time I return she lets me stay longer before she pushes me away and each time she asks me if the servants are watching. I report that I've seen nothing, but we're both nervous and it becomes increasingly difficult to hold her ass above the water line so I can eat her pussy."

I paused. "The dream went on like that all night. It was very frustrating. I woke up tired with a hard on."

"Oh, my," Marcie sounded bewildered. "What do you think it means?"

"I believe it was a combination of things. Patti loaned me a book yesterday, saying that we would 'get together' and discuss the subject of concrete after I've read the four chapters that she marked. I took her to mean that we would 'get together' in her apartment or here. I went to bed last night without opening the book and I may have felt guilty for subconsciously postponing our getting together."

"Do you think it was Patti in the pool, not Cathy?"

"Yes, I'm sure it was Pattie in the dream and I believe Smyth was the husband or possibly the servants. I avoided Patti at work today and tonight I paid attention to Smyth watching us. His eyes looked excited when Cathy let me put my hand under her back to lend support."

"Sammy, you are one complicated dude."

"Thanks for hearing me out. I had to talk through it with someone."

"I wish I could say I'm glad to have helped, but I think your problem is just beginning. Subconsciously, you're letting Patti's marriage keep you from acting on your desires. Don't be surprised if the dream returns until you resolve your hang-up."

"I don't have a hang-up," I scoffed.

"Oh, but you do, sweetie. You let the married woman in the dream push you away. You have a hang-up about married women."

"What's your advice, Doctor?"

"Talk to Patti. Tell her you have one shred of morality in your bones that forbids you from dating married women."

"What if I misinterpreted 'getting together' and this is all in my mind? She'll laugh at me."

"That's the chance you have to take, isn't it?"

I thanked Marcie and we said goodnight. I tried to read the book Patti had loaned me, but soon found I was too tired and went to bed. The dream came back, beginning with me hearing the splash. I woke up tired and had another hard-on.

Patti asked if I had studied the book. I made the excuse that I had been too busy, but planned to read one of the chapters that night.

Cathy came over early and had to ring the doorbell because I had forgotten to unlock the gate. She let me support her with one hand while she did the crunches, much to the satisfaction of Smyth, whose eyes gave me a stamp of approval. I sent a short email to Marcie, reporting the dilation of Smyth's eyes, saying nothing about the dream.

Thursday was a repeat of Wednesday. I was tired, made another excuse to Patti about the book, touched Cathy's skin under the water and exchanged a 'thank you' nod from Smyth when I helped Cathy out of the water. I put off going to bed as long as possible, dreading to hear the splash.

The next day Neill invited me to play golf with him on Saturday morning. I jumped at the chance to get some exercise, thinking it might chase the dream away. That night Cathy didn't object when I placed my hand on her stomach, saying I needed to feel it tighten as she did the crunches. A groan came from Smyth's side of the fence and when I looked that way the eyes had disappeared. A few seconds later they were back. Had Smyth toppled off his perch? Another night of frustration followed, beginning with the sound of the splash.

I was surprised to see the two Fenton daughters in the back seat when Neill picked me up on Saturday morning. The girls were unusually quiet, not even quarreling amongst themselves. We were approaching the fourth green before Neill got a chance to tell me what was going on.

"We've been having a control problem with Claudia lately. Doris decided a father-daughter day was in order. Claudia's mad because she had to get out of bed and Cassie's pissed off because she had to miss soccer practice."

Cassie was using a set of six cut-down clubs, making her club selection simple. Her competitive nature kept her in a constant state of serious concentration. She was a natural athlete and her short, but accurate, on-target shots didn't surprise me.

Claudia did surprise me. Once she woke up to the fact that she had to be there, she applied herself and demonstrated brief, but impressive flashes of skill.

When we got to the back nine we stopped keeping score and just had fun, except for Cassie. She counted every shot and became irritated at her father, Claudia and me for clowning around.

Cassie remained serious until the final hole and I don't believe she ever did see that the golf outing was a success. Neill and Claudia had made a connection. Hell, I had even connected with Claudia.

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Joe woke alone in bed, hearing giggles and splashes from the bathroom. A glance at the clock informed him he’d slept for a couple hours. Walking naked to the source of the sounds, he saw two very different women share a bath. One tall and lean, dark hair, her skin the color of coffee and cream, her smallish round breasts hovering above the suds of the bubble bath. The other pale, reddish blonde, her much fuller breasts on a thicker body, shorter body resting on those suds, the pink nipples...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 8

Joe awoke with a start, but the beautiful body before him quickly calmed him. The covers had lowered so he could look at her soft skin and her gentle curves. He kissed her shoulder. “Mmm,” Essie reacted, turning to him. “Hey,” he smiled. “Been awake?” “Just a few minutes. I enjoyed having you behind me and especially that amazing cock pressed between my thighs. “Morning wood,” he explained. “I know.” “I figured you would, smart ass.” “You seem to like my ass, smart or not.” “I love...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 9

“Nice,” said Liang about the townhouse. It had been built originally in the late eighteen hundreds, but refurbished and changed in the 20s, including the art noveau entrance. The open, shaped metal slat elevator also reflected that soft, decadent style. Definitely attractants. “We like it,” said Joe, unlocking the door. Joe and Cheryl greeted their kids with kisses on cheeks, and their wife with kisses on mouth and a hug. “This is Liang,” Joe introduced her to his family. “Hi,” the kids...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 10

When Joe exited the padded room in the morning and passed the studio, Rachel called to him from there. “Is she up?” she asked him. “In a hurry?” Joe chuckled. “I’ve wanted this for a while.” “She’s up. How about we have breakfast and then we’ll meet in Cheryl’s office. I’ll get Joanne and then get Cheryl.” “For the contracts.” “Yes.” “I’ll go make coffee.” “Thanks. See you in a minute.” He sighed he when returned to the padded room and sat on the bed. “Rachel’s ready to meet,” he told...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 11

The threesome in the padded room awoke making love. That is, Joanne woke Liang, both giggling like girls, Joanne a far greater distance from it than Liang, and they worked together again to harden Joe’s cock and wake him with their sucking. “Go ahead,” said Joanne. “Fuck that beautiful thing.” “But you’re leaving,” Liang pointed out. “She’ll get hers too,” Joe chuckled, then moaned as Liang practically flung her cunt onto his cock. “Slow down,” he warned, catching her hips. She winced...

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Scenes From an AffairScene 8 1987 to 1991 Chicago and etc

Marisol happily attended the wedding. The parents of the groom had not been invited. Phil's choice of bride would never have been accepted. Though less than a quarter black and from affluence, Missy would have enough impure blood to be rejected by Phil's parents. At first meeting, Phil intimidated the Taylors, including Missy. His largeness, what with the horrible encounter with Marisol's ex-husband, made them uneasy. The elegance of his attire and grooming gave them thoughts of him...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 12

The master bathroom had been redone when both Joe and Cheryl had bestsellers a couple years before. A bigger tub with whirlpool jets. Room for four there and in the enclosed shower that had water spraying from all kinds of different angles. There for the first time Joe and his three wives showered together. It had been a whirlwind romance times four to be sure for Liang since Friday afternoon. Joe and his wives. Essie. As many she had been loved by, that’s how many times better the sex had...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 13

Pynchon proved a bear to speed read. ““Glean what you can,” Joe advised. “We’re just a third of the way through.” “I figured,” said Liang. “You missed a week.” “Yeah. I’ll probably have to just have one week for Vineland.” “Or you could start the class a half hour earlier. And have the other class last a half hour longer.” “First, we’re talking about college students.” “With you, I bet they don’t mind.” “I’ll ask. And the afternoon class actually tends to go on longer.” “I’m not...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 14

The Thursday evening date went surprisingly well. Joe managed to get a table at a new French bistro, romantically dark. The heavy food, magnificently prepared, chased down the palate by a delicious rosé got danced away later. But while eating it, the five enjoyed a lively conversation, completely inclusive. Rachel even encouraged Trevor’s inclusion. It was clear at the beginning that he treaded carefully around her, used to her angry glares. Except for the first one when Eddie climbed into...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 15

When Liang asked her auntie about any recommendations for a rather large contingent for dining, Auntie Li thought she and her ladies of her exclusive women’s society could throw something together. The meeting place had a kitchen where the ladies could exchange recipes. It was highly unusual to have men present in the space, but since it wasn’t an official meeting of the ladies, and the members were fond of Liang, and the dinner would include her new lovers and new friends, curiosity as much...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 16

By Thanksgiving, not a lot had been done turning the duplex houses into a single townhouse compared to the immense amount that needed to be done. Tony and his helpers, Cheryl having gotten him a contractor license, had been focusing on Eddie’s basement studio and apartment as a priority during work hours. In the evenings he and Laura had worked on their own space. He had also built a huge bed, and found a mattress place that could create one custom sized and have sheets for it. It remained in...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 17

Joe survived Black Friday, although he wasn’t sure about his right hand. They had stayed open past 2 am. A lot of the later customers he actually recognized. His rock and roll friends. Boxes and boxes of his book had been sold. A lot them signed by him personally in front of the customer. More he had signed earlier in the day. All day. Yes, it was a wonder his hand survived. Advertising had been intense. In dailies and weeklies. Nationally. Television too. Using the image of the friends on...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 18

The Cube, as Eddie’s working vacation home had been appropriately dubbed, was designed by a mad genius with a sense of humor. A Barbadian, as were all who worked on it, whose design process had included smoking excessive amounts of ganja with Eddie. An impressively large cube had been the result, made of concrete, glass and steel. But it had a façade that pretended to be an English Colonial mansion. Being that Barbados had been an English colony, and had gained its independence as a part of...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 19

Joe and Liana entered a large room on the main floor, a huge bed at the back where his wives waved to him, still naked. “Hi Leo,” Cheryl said. “Do you mind if our man gives us a morning hug?” “Uhm, no,” Liana blushed. Joe took off his clothes and joined them. “Liana wants to meet with us this morning, Cheryl. And Moira,” he said as he lay on his back, his wives all around him, with Liang on top. “And we’ll need to get Rachel.” “I think she just wanted some time with Eddie this morning,”...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 20

In the morning, Anna made everyone eggs and sausage. Only Jonny looked worse for wear from the night before, the rest crested on a night of satiation. “A bit of the dog that bit you, Jonny?” Anna asked. “Yes please,” Jonny murmured. She put together a bloody mary for him that seemed to hit the spot, even though Joe noticed she put very little liquor in. A psychosomatic cure. She winked at Joe. After the recovery, Jonny remembered a part of the conversation from the night before. “You said...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 21

It rained the next day. Off and on. Making it cooler than usual, but being near the equator, that was relative. A balmy seventies. But it kept people indoors, mostly. It also revealed a missing aspect of the Cube. It wasn’t exactly designed for kids. So Anna and the Barbadian family matriarch brought out some cards and a couple cribbage boards and taught the kids how to play. Victoria, Essie and Liang decided to brave the weather and spent the day tooling around the island on the motorbikes....

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 22

As Joe promised, he spent the day with Victoria. They woke early and went to the naughty room to collect his wives and Essie. After showering and Victoria reporting to them her soreness but otherwise having a wonderful deflowering, they dressed and headed to the kitchen for a Continental breakfast of pastries and coffee. The Barbadian matron arrived midway through and offered something more substantial, but they passed. “Any place for exercising? A workout room?” Joe asked the older...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 23

Everyone, including Julian and Liv, returned to the Cube. Those two only stayed through dinner, deliciously created by Maria. Surprisingly, Anna went with them back to their ship. She said she needed to do some cleaning. But Joe noticed Liv flirting with her. He thought that a good thing. Anna and Julian loved each other. But sex seemed to have petered out between them. He hoped adding Liv might restore their sex lives. He decided to wait to talk to Victoria and Charlie until after dinner,...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 24

After Joe and his wives finally got up, enjoyed the large shower together and got dressed, Joe opened the blinds to the studio and saw Cynthia sitting with Rachel with Eddie playing his guitar between them. Joe fetched Cynthia and discovered how stoned she was. “Uhm, you okay working on the script?” he asked her. “Uh-hunh,” she giggled. He shook his head and chuckled. He went to the kitchen where his wives sat and the matron was making waffles. Maria, as she often was, was there as well....

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 25

It became a noisy place early near the garage entrance to the Cube. First thing in the morning the equipment for filming the tour/ad/orgy arrived. Two 35mm film cameras, one with steadycam to be held. Two top notch video cameras. A large wide format video tape recorder which would also be used for sound for the film. Lights. Cables. Mics. Experts for each of those things, though most would leave when Jonny demonstrated his knowledge of the cameras and lights and Eddie showed that he could...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 26

Joe woke up early, kissing Liana awake. “I need to check on Chandi,” he told her. “Yes Joseph,” she smiled tiredly and rolled away from him to return to sleep. Realizing his nakedness, he borrowed Liana’s longest robe and slipped out of her room. He ended up waking up Cheryl in the naughty room. “Do you know where Chandi went?” he asked. “I believe Eddie and Rachel ended up sharing her last night.” “Good,” he smiled. “Essie wants you,” Cheryl murmured, edging back to sleep. Joe crawled...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 27

The five lovers awoke remarkably comfortable with their adjacency and their nakedness. Quick kisses avoiding morning breath, only the two males and brother and sister not kissing, and they dressed in yesterday’s clothing before gathering in the gathering cabin where Anna provided eggs, sausage, toast, juice and coffee. Victoria and Charlie headed back to duty on the ship, raising the anchor and heading home, while Essie, Joe and Liang sat together on the couch, watching the others join them,...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 28

As mentioned before, aside from spending the penultimate night of his vacation with Liana, Joe slept with his wives and companions. But sex wasn’t exclusive to where he slept and he who he slept with. A couple mornings, for instance, he and Liang snuck into Joanne’s bed, Joe waking her up and commanding her to giving and getting several orgasms for all concerned. And during daytime, he and Cynthia would take a break from writing Jonny’s script to fuck. It felt like a needed relief from...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 29

More sad goodbyes happened almost exactly a week later in New York. Joe and Cheryl to their wives and kids and Essie, who was sort of both. Joe and Cheryl had business to take care of before they headed to Minnesota. For Joe, one thing had to do with school, completing the grading and conferring with students who either challenged his grades or wanted to know what would make the grades better in future classes. He also needed to deal with his publisher, discussing plans for moms and for any...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 30

During the flight, Eddie changed seats with Cheryl to sit with Joe, putting her beside Rachel. Though things had thawed greatly compared to their cold and fractious relationship before, the two women still hadn’t got all that close. And when Rachel joined her in the large bed, they no longer made love directly. Even so, both intelligent women, they managed to enjoy their travelling together, often amusing each other with an anecdote or a memory. “What’s up?” Joe asked Eddie. “You’re still...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 31

With his last spark of energy, Eddie brought Rhonda’s tape to the Record Plant Tuesday morning, where they’d print the vinyl and the CD. Packaging would have to wait, hopefully for not too long. Belle dropped off Eddie at Joanne’s, where he collapsed into the bed, only briefly waking up Rachel. “Done?” she asked. “Yep.” He quickly joined her in sleep. His didn’t last long. In fact only Rachel got much sleep, since everyone else had gotten up early. Joe wanted to see Joanne before she went...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 32

It became a hectic winter for Joe. Even the rural calm of the mansion wasn’t all that calming, being the center of so much work. Getting the play together. Getting the script together. Finishing up moms. Rehearsing the band. Sexually as well for Joe. Constance and Caroline. Cheryl, Cynthia and Joanne. Always a threesome or foursome for them. Joanne being the fourth. Visits from Essie. From Victoria and Liang. From Moe and Chandi. Also threesomes and foursomes. And another night with Freddy...

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No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 199193Chapter 33

When Joe returned to his bed after months away, he almost wished he didn’t have to be away from it soon enough. At least he’d have a couple weeks before heading off for his book/rock tour. hers was being released at the end of the week, and like No Contest, he’d be at the original Barnes and Noble for a lengthy reading and signing that evening. Meanwhile MIRE featuring Rhonda would play clubs in and around the city. Despite being with them just a couple nights before, Sunday, after the wrap...

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