Autumn Masters is a failure in her own mind. She is about to let her dream of being a writer die when she is given an opportunity that may be too good to be true. She has to navigate dating, sex, attraction, writing, teaching, and learning all at the same time. Will she survive the torture, use it to her advantage, or be swept beneath it all?

The Torture of Autumn

The whole thing might be too much. She looked at herself. The garters were invisible under the skirt, the only sign of them a tiny tilt upwards on her stockings. Of course, they showed all up her right leg if she stepped far enough. But the skirt ended a few inches before her knees. It wasn’t a short skirt. Maybe she wanted it a little bit shorter. No. She didn’t want to look like a slut. She just wanted to get his attention a little bit.


What would Ian say? She almost called him over. Gay men have great fashion sense. But she didn’t want to bother him. He’d said something about a date. And someone needed to get laid, even if it wasn’t her.


A top. She still needed a top. She could wear a silk black tank top. Was that too sleazy? Ian would probably say so.


A belly sweater. It would cover her arms to give her that weird almost demure look. But at the same time, it might be showing off just too much skin. Could go either way.


Chapter 22: Going to the Club