Leah's Bookstore

Leah's Bookstore Leah's Bookstore

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Chapter1 (v.1) - At the Bookstore

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 12, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 12, 2016

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Devon was a graduate student in an era before computers. He was desperately looking for an out of print book that he had read for an undergraduate class. His doctoral thesis was centered around its ideas. He had a list of local places where he might find it. After a long, tiring day of looking, he found himself at the last place. It was located in a two story brick building in the older part of town. The placard on the first floor door read 'Leah's Bookstore' and there was a banner fluttering on the second story that read 'Books Bound in Leather'. Because of a gust of breeze, he only saw the 'Bound in Leather' part. His mind took that phrase to a ridiculous conclusion. He saw the ridiculousness of his thoughts immediately. 'Do you bind up your clients, too or are you the one who's bound?', he said to himself with a chuckle.

Conveniently, he found a parking place by the door. He walked up the three steps and was greeted by Lena, the owner. She was cute with big brown eyes, five foot nothin' and couldn't have weighed more than 105 pounds soaking wet if that and she had a feather duster in her hand.“How can I help you today?”

“I've been told you're pretty good at finding out-of-print books.” He handed her a piece of paper with the information. “I'll pay nearly anything for a copy.”

She looked around and found nothing. He was holding another book when she was done looking. “Did you find it?”

“No, but I'll take this one today.” He told her of his first view of her banner and his misinterpretation.

She chuckled at the idea of a hooker working out of the second story. “Hardly! Upstairs is my apartment. It would be ridiculous for a whore to advertise so blatantly.”

“I wonder if the message on her answering machine would be 'I'm all tied up. Leave a message and I'll get back to you when I figure out how to untie these damn knots'.”

Through her chuckles, she said, “Give me a number where I can reach you, if I find anything.”

He handed her a card. “You can leave a message with the department office, too.”

She walked him to the door. “Thank you. Enjoy your book, Devon.”

“Thank you, too. He walked back to his car with his new book and a new spring in his step. He was surprised that a bookstore could be so invigorating.

She was thinking about his misread of her banner.

 


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