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Reluctant Rescue

... here. I need to work and you need to go to school. I understand, I just want to be with you. I know you’ll need to do homework and I need to take care of my business. We’ll just have to plan when we need to be where. I’ll do that on my end.” “I will too,” she promised. “I want to sleep with you every night. I don’t care if it’s here or at your house. I’m addicted to making love with you. I’m going to need you to be very flexible and I’ll do that too. I know you don’t need to work, Laban. You’ve got more money than we could ever spend. You know I don’t need to work either, but we both want to. I want to do something important with my life. You’ve already done a lot of things but I’m going to need you to do more. I’m not going to be content to just live off Daddy’s money. I’ve got ideas I want to try and I want to write about them and help people with them.” “I know, sweetheart,” he said. “I’m very proud of you. I know how smart you are. I’ll try to follow your lead. You’re going to be a star. I’ll try to come along for the ride.” “You underestimate yourself, Laban. You’re brilliant. You’re just used to using those huge muscles. I need you to use your brain. I think you should get your PhD in philosophy. I know you only lack a few hours and a thesis. Why haven’t you already done it?” “I’m lazy, Andrea. I don’t push myself much. I’ve always had an idea of what my thesis should be. If you push me, I’ll get interested. Then once I get moving, I enjoy the ride.” “I have something ...

... in mind we could do together,” she said. “What is it?” “I want to write a book on economic philosophy. We could collaborate. Wouldn’t that be cool?” “It would; but I’m not in your weight class,” he said. “Nonsense,” she said. “You have a very sophisticated political philosophy. You’re a pure capitalist. You understand things most people never think about. You’re an anarchist. You understand money and capital; you know how politics work. You know what you believe and why. I agree with most of what you believe. I think we could revolutionize the way people look at economics. You know the philosophy and I know the economics. We could do it.” “I think I’d rather just make love to you.” She laughed. “Yes, me too. What do you think would happen while we were researching? I can just imagine us naked in a pile of books on a thick rug. Make love, read, talk and write. What could be better than that?” “Will you go fishing with me?” he asked her. “I’d love to. When can we go?” “How about Saturday?” he asked. “That would be perfect. We’ll make a day of it. I’ve been fishing a few times, but I’m not very good at it. You’ll have to show me the tricks.” She spent the night with him Friday at his house. They made love until the early hours of the morning. She was rapidly becoming an expert at pleasing him. He was learning her body’s reactions and she was so sexual that he could keep her in a constant state of orgasm. She came easily and often and had tremendous stamina. She feared that she ...