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“Tell me, sweet Frances, why, like most women, you want to ask something to which there is no answer?”
Her cheeks reddened and her breathing quickened. Her body trembled again in his embrace and she felt the need to sit. She pulled away from him a little more and sat down. Eteo gazed at her, expecting something to be said.
“Oh, Eteo” she mumbled at last, “let’s talk about this new issue, please, just that.”
Eteo was perplexed. He wanted to take her in his arms and give her another
kiss, but seeing how affected she was, he changed his mind and sat down again.
“All right. It’s called Nostra Ventures, still a month or so away, but you can certainly have some if you like.”
“As much as I want?”
“Well, not exactly, but something substantial. How many would you like?”
“I wouldn’t like to impose a quota on you. Just tell me what you could make available for me. That would work better.”
“Okay then, leave it with me, and when the list is ready, I’ll let you know,” Eteo suggested.
“Good, but give me a clue what to place, a hundred thousand?”
“No, not that many. I’m afraid I couldn’t do that.”
“Then …?”
“Say half of that to start, and if I get some rejections from others, I could add a few before the final list is prepared. How’s that?”
“I’m good with that, Eteo” she said and got up. They hugged. Frances offered her lips to him, and they kissed passionately. The kiss lasted a long time, and Frances was soon flushed and excited. Desire awakened in her too. Neither of them wanted to end this. Eteo let his hands travel down her body until she was ready to be conquered, ready to have him, here in his office.
Hellenic Canadian Literature 