Paradise - Part One (The Erotic Adventures of Sophia Durant) by Casper O.L

Author:Casper, O.L. [Casper, O.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: O.L. Casper
Published: 2013-08-04T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

Sophia Durant’s Diary (continued)

If there was a moment I stopped worrying about anything in life, if only briefly—this was it. I don’t want to say I didn’t care about anything anymore because that wouldn’t be exactly true, but that’s certainly how it felt when I looked at that Porsche 911 Turbo. Anna asked me where I was going and I said only, “For a drive.” She told me to be careful, handed me the key and left. I opened the door and got in. After absorbing the sensation of sitting there, looking out from this turbo-charged, European sports car, I turned on the engine, shifted into gear and took off down the winding driveway. Barely pressing the accelerator, the vehicle shot out in front of me. I would save the speed test for the open highway. In fact, I would save all tests of this high performance automobile for after my mission was complete. It was all I had on my mind, regardless of the class of ride I was in or that sweet, deep rumble that vibrated from between my legs sending pleasurable sensations up through my body.

Glancing in the rearview, I saw that I was leaving a thick trail of dust behind me. I put on my sunglasses and looked in the mirror. I looked like a dominatrix, supremely confident and in control. And oddly, this was how I felt. On top of the world, and I didn’t really know why. I didn’t for a moment stop to think about it. Not now. I had things to do. I realize as I write this that what I was doing doesn’t seem as all-important as I made it out to be. But the lines between fantasy and reality were blurring and I wasn’t doing anything to discourage the fact. I wasn’t saying, Fantasy get back in your cage. Rather it was reality that was in the cage now. I wanted to pretend I was going to spy on my lover, but I couldn’t let myself get that carried away. I suppose my thinking at that point was the last little piece of sanity or self-awareness that I clung to. A simple defense mechanism, but it meant the difference between swimming in deep waters and going off the deep end. Exposure to luxury dulls the senses and even moderate exposure corrupts the intelligence, making one measurably stupider. Before I had known almost only struggle, save for a few brief moments, and I’d had to think. I suppose this employment marked some subtle change below the surface. Now I had only to do.

I followed Queen’s Highway to Public Highway and found the dirt road that led out to the dirt parking lot where Stafford was meeting the Brit. If I was discovered, I’d probably be fired on the spot. I’d found an adjacent parking place about a half-mile from the cove, south of where Stafford parked. I used the Google Earth app on my HTC to understand my location and follow a predetermined route.

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