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  Harlequin Novel, Obama Version 2011                              
                                                             
He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow  
and guided me into a room, his room.  Then he quietly shut the door and we    
were alone.  He  approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low,
reassuring voice close to my ear.  "Just relax."                                          
                                                             
  Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong,
calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along
my calves, slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat.        
                                                             
I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care.  
His touch was so experienced, so sure.  When his hands moved up onto my     
thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes.  My pulse was   
pounding.                                                  
                                                             
I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage.  
And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled       
sharply.                                                   
                                                             
Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought 
his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my    
panties.                                                   
                                                             
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly   
trusting and expectant.  This is a man, I thought.  A man used to taking
charge.  A man not used to taking 'No' for an answer.  A man who would   
tell me what he wanted.  A man who would look into my soul and say . . . .
                                                             

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      "Okay ma'am, you can board your flight now."