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Chapter 3

Jamie finally reached the base. He went to his small room and decided he was too tired to look over his presentation materials. He opened the box the next day and was shocked to see materials on empowering women. He rifled through the box to see if his materials could be mixed in. They weren’t there. That stupid attendant must have mixed up his order. This must be Antonia’s order. Oh my god, what was he going to do? The print shop closed early on Friday. Maybe he could catch them before they left for the day. He called, and a recording came on. He left a message on the recording, and it wasn’t pretty. After he hung up the phone, he remembered Antonia. Stix, as she called herself, had given him her card. He called her immediately.

Stix heard her phone ring, and she checked the caller ID. It was from the US Marines. Could this be her handsome marine calling? She answered, and she could hear in his voice that he was frantic. Stix said calmly, “I’m already on it. I will bring your presentation materials to you. Where do you want to meet?”

Jamie gave her the directions to the base. “I’ll meet you at the entrance,” he said.

Stix had gotten her staff to edit and reproduce his materials. She also had copies of the new version of the manual for him. Now all she had to do was to get ready. Yesterday, Jamie had seen her in her jeans. Today she planned to show him what she really looked like. She wore a white sheath dress with a plunging neckline. That dress always got a positive reaction from men. It hugged her every curve.

Stix had a tiny nineteen-inch waist, but her bust and her hips were a thirty-six. She decided to wear blue contacts. Stix had large gray eyes. She had taken her eyes after her mother. Stix looked a lot like her mother. Her mother was petite also. Her mother was darker, and her hair was short and wavy. Stix had a beautiful complexion. It was a dark caramel color and flawless.

When Stix put the blue contacts in, it gave her an exotic look. She wore her wavy black hair long.

It hung to her waist. She had taken her hair from her Italian father. Stix was a beautiful woman.

She decided to wear her stilettos. That would make her appear taller. She looked in the mirror. Perfect! She was ready.