Dead Women Don't Tell Tales (Tales of the Undead & Depraved) by Adrian J. Smith

Dead Women Don't Tell Tales (Tales of the Undead & Depraved) by Adrian J. Smith

Author:Adrian J. Smith [Smith, Adrian J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ereka Press LLC
Published: 2022-10-20T22:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 6

It was far easier to make the walk under the shadow of night than in the middle of the day. The streets were fairly empty, far more than they were the prior morning. Jerry tried to relax into being present in the moment, being strong and confident as she moved along as though she belonged there.

This time when she entered Arloa’s building, she was not surprised by the AI or the extravagance inside. Like before, Arloa met her at the door before Jerry even had a chance to knock.

“I see you left the corset on,” Jerry commented as she stepped inside.

“I see you’ve yet to put one on since the second time I saw you.”

Jerry sneered. “I despise those things. On me, not on fanciful women such as yourself.”

Arloa raised an eyebrow as she shut and locked the door, sealing it with her palm print against the sensor. “Am I supposed to take that as a compliment?”

Fearing she had misstepped, Jerry wrapped her arms around Arloa’s back and tugged her in gently. “I believe you are beautiful in whatever you wear, but I far prefer corsets on the women I’m about to fuck than on myself. I find them…confining.”

“But they’re excellent for some types of play.”

Jerry’s lips parted, then she shut them sharply. Arloa was telling her something, and she wasn’t sure how she felt about that. Sidestepping that conversation, Jerry bent down and kissed her lips. “Work first. Were you able to get me those contacts?”

“I’ll send them to you first thing in the morning.”

“Thank you.” Jerry nipped at Arloa’s lower lip. “Are we eating tonight or getting straight to the point?”

“I love a woman who doesn’t feel the need to coerce me into anything.”

“Hardly. You’re a woman of your own mind, Arloa. I assume you will tell me if you want or don’t want something.” Jerry pulled away slightly, making eye contact so Arloa could see her sincerity.

“I likely will,” Arloa answered. “And I expect the same of you.”

“Good.” Bending down, Jerry kissed her lightly. Awkward tension settled over them, Jerry unsure of how to move beyond the honest conversation and into something deeper. Arloa gripped her hand and led her to the small sofa near the large window facing the city. The glass was wide with no curtains around it.

Pointing at it, Jerry asked, “Why no curtains?”

“The glass is tinted, and it changes with the light. There is no way to see in, only out, but the way the technology works means we see as if there was no glass.”

“Really?” Jerry furrowed her brow, moving over to stand next to the window. “I’ve never heard of anything like this.”

“It’s new.” Arloa moved in next to her. “They installed it a few months ago. We’re one of the test buildings for it.”

“And you trust it to work?”

“Yes.”

Jerry hummed. “I rarely trust new technology that hasn’t been proven by the years.”

“Then a small difference between the two of us.”

“Yes.”

Arloa leaned her head on Jerry’s arm, much like they had when they stood on Yarrow’s deck and watched the stars.



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