«Ah, so are you here for the International Fair or on holiday?»
«I'm here on business, seeing what opportunities might be available for our company. I'm in computer services.» Yes, I thought, one of their best software engineers, especially for encrypting code. And one of their most dangerous, also. Damn you, stud...
«Ah, computers and software. Not really in my line, I'm afraid. Well, to be honest I wouldn't spread it around, at least not this week.» I hushed my voice and slightly leaned towards him, his face registering the question in his mind.
«I'm afraid you have me.» He finally smiled a little, as his eyes glanced from side to side. «Why shouldn't I mention it?»
«The books!» I whispered, with a twinkle in my eye. «Zurich is teaming with books, book dealers and buyers, journalist and writers, agents and publishers. This week is the Zurich Book Fair, the largest book fair in the world and the oldest in Europe, dating from the Middle Ages. The city is thick with bibliophiles. I'm one myself, actually.» I raised an eyebrow in feigned warning.
«Ah, I see. And they - you - don't like computers and what their doing to books, right?» He whispered back, as we both smiled, enjoying this little game of foreplay.
«Well, actually they - I - do like computers,» I said in a return whisper. «A few years ago they added 'electronic books' and multimedia to the Fair. But it's a love-hate relationship.»
«So, I might be in danger from the bibliophiles, from you?» He was obviously enjoying himself, amused that anyone would even think he would be afraid of some bibliophiles.
«Well, maybe,» I smiled warmly, glancing rapidly at his crotch. Huge. «But not because you're into computers.» He titled his head back and chuckled, his body loose and relaxed.
«You might want some protection,» I continued, «being an American in computers and all.»
«And do you know of anyone who might protect me?» He asked, finally smiling warmly.
«Well, I might actually help you.» He practically chortled.
«Well, I've had bodyguards before, but not a bibliophile or one so handsomely bound.» He looked at me with that unmistakable sexual undertone, his posture aggressive.
Goodness, that was it...
«You never know what you can find between the handsome covers of a book,» I answered in a submissive tone. He nodded and looked me over again, as he sipped his drink.
«You could read to me each night,» he suggested.
«Well, I hope you like historical writings and history.» I remarked, knowing the answer.
«They're okay. But my tastes tend towards the darker side.» His look drove home the point.
«I studied European literature and history at University,» I volunteered, as an affectionate smile grew on my face. «I find it, and especially the Renaissance period, incredible, amazing... Renaissance ! All the Greek and Roman mores and habits returning... Not to mention the sculpture !»
«Yes,» he interrupted, «... that one is sensual and erotic.» He paused, staring at me, his mind sorting the possibilities.
«Yes,» I slowly continued, «and the French 18th century literature ! From Voltaire to Bretonne... some Bretonne's texts of them might take you on sensuous journeys, to places you didn't even know existed. And trust me, sometimes, they can be very primal and erotic.» I submissively looked at him, my eyes saying much more than my words, eyes that were like soft caresses, stroking his macho desire.
«Maybe they can be» he answered, gulping his drink. He'd made up his mind.
«My room is a few blocks from here,» I said.
He didn't answer immediately, but stared at me and in a low whisper said, «I'm a top. And I like my sex on a rougher side. Any problems with that?»
I paused. «No. None at all. I'm a bottom and like it hard and a little dirty.» Christ, I thought, this guy is a dangerous killer. What am I getting myself into ! Alex, Ralexx...
«Good. Let's go back to my suite and see what we find when we open the cover of your book.»
Nothing more was said between us, as we walked toward the door. Herr Schlossburg met us to say goodnight. If he was surprised by the choice of my companion, he didn't show it. As if I would care...


End of part II