Maybe

Jo Williams has given herself to Julius Earl. Where will it lead, and what will she become?

The talk makes me burn with shame. My eyes feel wet, but I don’t say anything, and I don’t leave. I just sit there, letting them talk about me, because they’re right. I want to be used by Julius Earl. He owns me. 

The dinner continues. Courses are taken away, and other courses brought in. They eat and talk about me. 
“Has she been broken in?” a woman asks. 
“She’s not a virgin,” a man says. 
“Hardly,” a woman laughs. “That one was a slut at birth.” 

I hold my tongue, and I watch Julius. He hasn’t taken his eyes off me, and the desire is still burning in his eyes. It’s lighting a fire in me that won’t let me get up and leave. I need him.

Warning: ‘Maybe!’ is intended for mature, opened-minded people who enjoy reading about explicit sexual topics that involve husbands and wives, crowded sporting events, and stuffy dinner parties.

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