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“Are you curious about sex?” I ask, getting even closer, nearly hovering over her at this point.
“I am,” she responds, nodding her head. “But I’ve never come across the right opportunity, if you know what I mean.”
This woman is almost too good to be true. Somehow, even at eighteen, she’s comfortable in her own skin. She knows exactly what she does and doesn’t want. Despite her youthful appearance, she’s years older than her actual age – at least mentally.
But how will she react to my wants?
Will she be willing to do all of the things I want to do? She might be open-minded, but I’m pretty sure she’s never seen a world quite like mine. I’m bound to push her to the limits, and to take her places she’s never been before – not even in her dreams. That can be scary.
Will Katie be up for the adventure?
5
Katie
So far, the meeting with Bruce Lockhart is going rather well, or at least, I think so. I’ve been struggling to keep my cool under those piercing blue eyes of his, but somehow, I’ve managed. I get the sense he’s into me, but that might just be my imagination running wild.
“I want to buy your company for $100,000, and I want you to run it. You’ll be given a salary of $15,000 a month, and you’ll get to keep 10% of the profits. You’ll continue to wear the actual panties you sell, and you’ll still model them in photographs, only you’ll be photographed by an actual photographer in our studio. How does that sound?”
I can barely breathe. A hundred thousand dollars? That’s more than in my wildest dreams! But Mr. Lockhart continues to speak.
“If you think what you’re making now is great, you’re about to be shocked by the sales we’ll generate together. I figure under my guidance, we can triple revenues and quadruple profits.”
Bruce says all of this as if it’s all completely normal, like it’s something he deals with on a day to day basis. There’s a smug look on his face as if he’s just handed me an offer I can’t refuse.
And I’ll admit, I’m pretty damn tempted. In fact, I’m shocked. The deal is better than I ever thought it would be. A hundred thousand dollars. That’s a ton of money, and my mom is going to be so damn happy.
“Will I have to move out here? To L.A.?” I ask.
He nods. “We’ll set you up in something nice. Whatever you’re driving back home – sell it. I want you driving something completely sexy and bad ass that the company will provide for you. Consider it part of the package deal.” He leans forward, the corners of his lips twitching into a smirk.
My heart beats faster. Beads of sweat form on the back of my neck. Goosebumps cover my arms. God, this man is absolutely irresistible.
“I want you to ooze sex appeal,” he whispers seductively. For a moment, I imagine we’re in bed together and he’s just nibbled on my earlobe after a long night together. Mmm. Merely thinking about it sends a shiver down my spine.
Focus, Katie, focus, I mentally remind myself. Yes, this is one hell of a deal, but I can’t let him persuade me that easily. After all, I have my identity to protect.
“Um, no one can see my face in any pictures posted on-line. That’s non-negotiable. I don’t have any moral qualms about selling my panties to guys that like that sort of thing, but I honestly don’t want them knocking at my door 24/7, you know?”
He nods but doesn’t say a word, so I continue.
“And I’m the only one who wears the panties. I know what you’re thinking, but it’s not that. Evidently, other businesses have paid grannies or random women to wear the panties, but customers aren’t dumb. They’ve taken the panties for DNA analysis before, and when it comes back that it’s a different woman each time, they get angry and raise a ruckus on the web. I’ve seen businesses destroyed because of this.”
Bruce looks impressed.
“Well, that’s something that I never thought to consider, but I guess it makes sense. Clearly, we’ll have to think this through together. Maybe you could ask another woman to put on panties, and then just say it’s you? Have her wear a hundred pairs, and always sell those to the same customers?”
But I shake my head.
“You could, but I don’t because that’s not how I do business. Just because we have a sexy product doesn’t mean that I don’t treat my customers right. After all, the customer is always right, right?”
The CEO nods, respect dawning in his eyes. I decide to go for it.
“So how will driving a fancy car and living in a fancy place help me grow Panty Time?”
