The contract, Part 1
"Now, you are absolutely sure you want to do this?"
Her fingers shook violently, like there was an earthquake, almost making her lose the pen she held. She wanted to do it, but
it was scary. After all, she was about to let go of her freedom completely.
Now, an explanation is probably in order. The girl's name is Clara, a young woman of 21, brunette and green-eyed. She was of average height with a little over average bust and a good figure. It wouldn't go unedited into a fashion magazine, but you could never say she wasn't beautiful.
The guy who sits opposite of her and that asked the question is Jonathan. Like the girl, he too got brown hair, but he's got dark blue eyes. He's tall, reaching well over six feet, yet slim and fit. Not a sport star, but you wouldn't be seeing him at Fat Camp anytime soon.
"If you do this, you know what will happen," he says to her. "There will be no backing out, no safe words, and you have t