Miscommunication - Chapter 1
Sara was a lawyer, 28 years old. Beautiful, small tall, she living in London but were from United States. One of her client was Carl Bassett. Carl is a rich, always annoyed guy, son of Leonard Basset, the man who had the idea, that has change the world: dildo in neoprene. He became rich in a couple of years: sex is a “product” that is ever request! So Carl is a rich guy of second generation and he don’t know what it means to be poor. He is a 25 young and athletic man who live his life, flying in the world with a golden credit card in the pocket and he don’t care about the others. He fuck every girls and every men he want. He never find one person who say “no” to his requests. Except Sara... She is the lawyer of his family – one of the many... - and there was a time when Carl send to her flowers, chocolate, tickets for the matchs (she loves basketball) and concerts (She likes Diana Krall) but she never – never! - has answered to him. Carl had do it everyday for months! Diana Krall, unfortunately for her, was in tour in UK, that time... He had buy two tickets of every tour England date. «Oh-My-God!» said Sara to her only friend, Jackie «How can I stop him? I don’t want date him: he is a jerk! But... I can’t say no to him: I risks to lose one of my best client!». Dilemma. Jackie, exasperated, has tried to help her friend but the only suggestion who she pop in her mind, is a very dangerous... Jackie is lesbian. She loves women. Nothing of dangerous in it. But... the lawyers office were Sara works, is a little bit... Anglican. And a little bit “closed” for this... “kind of love”. «Are you crazy, Jackie? Seriously? Oh my lord... I can’t do this! I can’t!» scream out of her grace, Sara. She was tight in her black tailleur and walk, in a desperate and restless way, inside her little office. Jackie was sit on her desk: her ass push the top of the desk. Jackie looked her friend, perplexed, arms crossed. «Listen to me... if you can’t say no... this is the only way to kick the jerk! Do you wanna continue with this stress situation?» asked, acid, Jackie. Sara turned to her and, restless, exclaimed: «Course not! But...». Jackie sighed and walked to her, until them no looked face to face, looked deep in her eyes. Sara, arms along her hips, eyes pointed on the floor, pensively, suffers Jackie’s hug. Sara opened wide her eyes and be motionless. Carl with the President of the Law firm, opened the door of her office and the dilemma had no longer any reason to exist... In the successive months, Sara tryed to explain the situation, but her boss thinked that clearly (?!) is not a “simple hug of a friend”, that who he saw... After that, Sara tried to battle for avoid to be kicked out of the office. She lost both of her battles... Jackie welcomed the lawyer into her home because, without the work, the house in south kensigton, could not afford for Sara’s finance. «But... remind the good news!» said Jackie with a sarcastic smile on her face. «What?» answered tiredly and bitterly Sara, while she dragged a huge box that seemed to be very heavy. «You will never see that little jerks of Carl again!» exclaimed Jackie entusiastic. Sara let herself go on the old-fashioned two-seater couch, full of Phil’s scratchs on the cushions, the Jackie’s cat. Oh ... Sara was allergic to cats.
