At the foot of the bed was a silverserving tray with a bottle of wine, a crystal glass, and a note.....Thenote read:James, I know your secrets, I've k...ow them for a long time, I've readabout them in your journal. I love your fantasies! Isn't it's time WEacted on them? Please pick the outfit you like the most, get dressed andcome upstairs, I'll finish the rest. Oh, don't forget to drink the wine,you probably could use it about now. I can't wait to meet Jenny.KathyIt took a few minutes, a glass. No one I had heard of had ever signed one without trying to avoid some other legal consequence but in my mind I was avoiding something which was worse: a life without Kelly.“Yes. I just want to be with you even if I’m not actually ‘with you’.”Kelly sat there thinking for a minute not saying a word as I grabbed napkins to wipe away my tears.“Get a lawyer, if you don’t already have one, and have them call mine. We’ll have a contract set up. I hesitate to say this because I must tell you I would. Once inside, Beauty solemnly presented the trade goods to him. Logan took them in much the same fashion. It all felt strangely formal, like a peace treaty between warring nations.They stared at each other. The tension in the air was thick enough to swim through. Logan was well aware that, cornered as he was in his shelter, she could rip him into bloody pieces if she wanted to. It was a huge gamble, yet nothing about her body language suggested violent intentions.The risk is worth the reward.. The story is set on "moderated" so if approved, you can add your own diverging branches as well. Hope we all get a wonderful experience, the author.All characters on this story are at least 18 years old.This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and referenced incidents are not real. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.---------------------------------------------------//---------------------------------------------------------Main.