Seducing My Father's Best Friend
My eyes darted to Mr. Clinton as I whispered a silent plea for another help, but he ignored me.
I guess I'm alone in this one.
I smiled awkwardly, swaying my legs. "Well, um, I have written up to a hundred words yet, so it's not enough to make a chapter."
"But I saw a lot of words written in there..." she said incredulously, a slight frown etching her face.
"No, it's just the outline..." I replied, slowly stepping backwards to escape any more questions. But the expression on her face showed she was ready to hurl more at me...