Dane dialed the next number and leaned back in his chair.
“Hello?” a female voice answered.
“Hi, this is Dane, and I’m calling with Laura Pavlovski for City Council. May I speak with Jim?”
“Sure, um, let me get him. Wait. Dane?”
“Yes, I’m a volunteer with the campaign. Is this Mrs…” he trailed off, looking at the last name and address on the phone banking software.
“Oh,” he paused. “Sabrina?”
She laughed. “Yeah, it’s me. What are you doing? I didn’t know you were into politics.”
Dane joined in her laughter.
“It’s not politics so much that I’m into, it’s that…”
He looked around the crowded room and hunched over his laptop, covering the phone with his free hand.
He whispered, “It’s just that I’m sort of dating this woman who works for the campaign and she asked me to come volunteer.”
“Ohhh..I knew there had to be an angle. So, how’s the sex?”
“Hey, it’s not like that.”
He paused, visualizing Sabrina tilting her head in disbelief and fixing him with a wry grin.
“Ok, it is like that. It’s pretty good. Actually, it’s amazing.”
“Amazing, like….getting head in a car wash?”
He chuckled.
“Well, no, how could anything top that.”
“I bet I could. Again.”
“Heh. I mean. Um. You mean…? But, what about..him?”
Sabrina laughed again and he could picture her long auburn hair tossing as she tilted her head back.
“Jim? Don’t worry about him, he’s got his little side piece and I…well, I do what I want, as long as I keep it discrete.”
“Well, in that case, yeah, let’s grab a drink. Are you free tonight? I should be done here around 9 or so.”
“I think I can shave my pussy and find something naughty to wear by then.”
“Grea!. Meet at Classic H on 7th?”
“It’s a date. And, Dane?”
“Yes?”
“You may want to grab a bowl of Wheaties on a break, cause, I’m going to drain you tonight.”
Dane breathed in heavily, aware that he was no longer hunched over his laptop and was talking in a normal voice. The other volunteers in the room were looking at him and he felt a rush of warmth on his face and knew that his embarrassment at being caught was showing.
He tried to recover and squeaked out “I understand, thank you.”
Sabrina’s laughter was audible from his cell phone and he grimaced as the entire room watched him.
“You got caught, didn’t you, Dane?”
“Uh, huh,” he answered.
“Well, I’ll be making it worth your while in about 90 minutes. So, hang up and make those calls, phone boy! Mwah.”
He heard Sabrina’s air kiss and grinned, no longer aware of the room.
“I can’t wait. Oh, And Sabrina?”
“Yes?”
“Can I count on your vote next this year for Laura Pavlovski for City Council?”
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