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really necessary?" I spat out, taking a step back. "Yes," Sim growled. "I dont like the way he looks at you." "This is ridiculous," I resumed the pacing back and forth between the piles of manuscripts just as Sim had done earlier, trying to avoid his outstretched hand. "Im not going to be part of this little game between the two of you." Sim laughed lowly, watching my progress with ardent eyes. "I think its a little late for that." "Youre enjoying this, arent you?" I asked scornfully. Sim shrugged. "I dont usually win when up against my father, so yes, I guess I am." I shook my head, stopping to glare across the room at him. "You two are insane. You realize that, dont you? Youre going to both drive me crazy." Sim took three steps across the room and grasped my wrist gently. "Im sorry, Imogen. It was never my intent to put you in the middle. My father and I have our issues, but whatever they are really doesnt concern you. Ill speak to him and it wont happen again." I watched Sim warily. There was earnestness in his face which I wanted desperately to believe was real. "I need a cup of tea," I mumbled, admitting defeat. Sim grinned. "Ill bring you one, but only if we attempt to get some work done today." I nodded. "What did you have in mind?" Sim lead me through the maze of manuscripts and settled me down into the club chair before handing me a pad of paper and a pencil. "Make a list of ten reasons why Logan, Richardson and Monk should publish erotica. Ill go get us a cup of tea." I considered the blank paper for a moment. "Ten reasons from whose point of view: those publishing it, reading it, or writing it?" Sim paused in the doorway and looked back over his shoulder, smiling broadly. "Okay, make three lists." I watched Sim leave, strangely satisfied to watch him walk away. He was wearing dress pants and a shirt and tie again and it was damn sexy; he had a very nice ass. Sighing, I settled back into the chair to consider my assignment. I was a little unsure of where to start and so decided to tackle what I knew best, the reasons from a writers point of view. I scribbled down the heading and considered for a moment. Why did I write erotica? Its not like I was the sexiest woman in the room or the one with the most experience. What had made me decide to write within that particular genre? The pencil flew across the page as my mind took over. Ten reasons to write erotica: 1. Endless scope for the imagination. There is no limit to what you can say, think, write, or do. 2. Erotica has the power to touch on every important issue: political, religious, environmental, psychological, sociological. It can be a powerful tool to introduce these greater issues to a wider audience. 3. Intrinsically, it is a study of human relationships. The world has changed


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