Chapter 8
"We're going to fuck and I don't want any arguments from you."
"But we only just got together a few days ago.. . . "
"Were you sorry?"
"Well, no, but too much of a good thing.. . . "
"In the vernacular of today, bullshit! I want you and you want me, and that's all there is to it. I'm not keeping you from any appointments, am I."
"Well, not really.. . . "
The redheaded woman smirked at the tall handsome college professor. She was on the offensive now and had been ever since the night following her rape by the two garbage men, both of whom would shortly be facing five to seven years terms in the penitentiary.
Susan had been tired of waiting for Edwin Corey to come seeking her out, so she had gone to his apartment for three nights running, once finding him with another woman. She waited until he was finished with the other woman, and proved so successful in arousing him afterward, he realized he was hopelessly trapped by her. She wasn't trying to force him into marriage, knowing to do such a thing would ruin their relationship, but she also knew if she glutted him with her body, then withheld herself from him after awhile, there was the possibility he would come looking for her, realizing he needed her even more than she needed him. This was her last night seeking him out. She knew by the erection he was sporting that he wanted her, and she was banking on his actually needing her after tonight. Susan was good at reading people, and she was certain she had Edwin Corey figured out, perfectly.