na's
paddled... I've submitted myself in more ways than I can
g. My heart is racing as I try to compose myself. I smoo
our sofa across the room is almost exactly the same as the one I was bent over last night. Mr. Jameson might be at the top of his game in estate planning, a
hates it, it's no big deal. There are plenty of othe
s Sc
real-life Secretary Barbie; perfect sleek blonde hair, standard issue black knee length skirt and
see you now," she
s the large double doors, giving her ano
She's immaculately dressed in a tailored black trouser suit, a leopard print blouse, and killer red heels that match her lips. Her dark hair is piled artfully into
haking her well-manicured han
mething to drink? Tea, coffee, water?" she ask
rying to keep my breathing even and my increasingly faked confidence in tact. She bu
to read, 'Shades of Scarlet'. She's holding my book proposal in her hand. It's just
of coffee, cream and sugar, attractively served
ngela dismisses her with a smile and pour
Scott," she
a, please," I
mly, "Let me cut to the
e
c Cheshire cat, hoping that I'm achieving the
quite an honor coming from som
-- She reads trashy smut for a living, not
art gulping it down. An attempt t
ary, and your main character, Scarlet, she's just wonderful -- stro
far as Ms. Lavine knows, Scarlet is an entirely fictional character,
ing short list," She smiles broadly and I feel myself match it as she goes on. "But, I'll need another three cha
e too enthusiastically. "That
ou with an appointment," She scribbles a note in the
Scott -- Alina -- off the record," she adds, lowerin
head ca
nters. They seem so real, so well o
king if I actually
oning as quickly as possible. "Compared to her, my life is probably not so exciting though," I lie sm
e imagination -- and growing up with an older brother wh
"Well, a great writer draws inspiration wherever s
idea Ms. Lavine.
* * * * * * * *
er, bursting with pride and excitement. I'm a step c
book about a high-class call girl who works for an agency whose clients have very niche tastes
cake from the bakery on the corner
y real job
o be contin