(Written by Slave R, September 2015)
READERS NOTE:VIDEO 200 ends here, but this is what I dreamed of happening off camera.
It was a grey day, but warm. The streets were wet with the rain that had fallen this morning. However, no more rain was forecast. I did not need an umbrella or coat as I left the office. Walking out the building, I was headed down the street for lunch. It was only a six block walk to the restaurant where I was to meet Mr. Rogers, the client that I was to negotiate the signing of the contract. As usual, men would watch me as I walked past. Who could blame them.
I arrived at the restaurant just a few minutes after noon for the lunch with Mr Rogers. He was already there and waved me over past the waitress seating people with reservations. I walked toward him in a secluded corner of this nice and fancy restaurant. It was dark, especially on this grey day, but I could see him stand up as I approached. "Glad you could come, Miss Ivanova." he said.
"Pleasure to be here, Mr. Rogers!" I replied, smiling at him as he held my chair for me to sit down. I placed the contract on the table that was covered with a white table cloth. I placed my purse on the floor beside my chair.
"You do not need to be so formal, Miss Ivanova!" Mr. Rogers said, taking his seat across from me.
"OK, thank you. Mr. Smith sends his regards and apologies for not being able to make it!" I said.
"Miss Ivanova, you do not need to express apologies for Mr. Smith. I specifically requested that you and I have this private lunch without him." he said.
"Oh, sir?" I said.