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    The Masters Project - Book Five (John and Jane)
    The Masters Project - Book Five (John and Jane)
    The Masters Project - Book Five (John and Jane)
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    The Masters Project - Book Five (John and Jane)

    By Robert Lubrican

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    Jane loved her husband. She loved him when he was a hippy, radical protestor trying to save the world. Then he grew up and became a senator. And she was trying to love him as a senator too.

    But the truth was that she was being neglected by her husband. But not by the machine that was pulling all the strings. Those people weren't neglecting her at all. They were trying to call all the shots in her life too.

    So she escaped, to talk to Bob, hoping that his project might have some answers for how to recapture what she'd lost. And when she went off the grid, the political machine freaked out.

    Everybody thought she was having an affair. Her husband even bought into that frame of thought. And in a fit of anger she admitted to the affair ... which had never happened.

    Which brings us to the philosophical question Jane had to ask herself: If you're going to be blamed for doing something ... why not go ahead and do it?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRobert Lubrican
    Release dateNov 8, 2011
    ISBN9781465992499
    The Masters Project - Book Five (John and Jane)
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    Robert Lubrican

    I grew up in the fifties and sixties, and that is reflected in my books quite often. I spent twenty years in law enforcement, and traveled the world, which also can be seen in my books and stories. While the genre I write in is technically called erotic romance, what I actually write are stories with a plot, which include sexual behavior on the part of the characters. That is because most people's lives include sex and erotic gratification. And, since most people wonder about lifestyles that are sometimes called taboo, or forbidden, I write about them, occasionally too. I believe that two consenting adults know more about their own happiness than anyone else, and that even if they are mistaken, they have the right to make their own choices. I also believe that love is the key to making choices that will not turn out to be mistakes.Many of my ideas involve coming of age, which usually takes place in the early to mid teens. Publishing standards, however, require that all characters in the published version of the book be over 18. That's not realistic, but it's just the way things are. If you purchase one of my books and would like to have the original version, unedited for age, send a copy of your receipt to merely.bob@gmail.com and I'll happily provide you with a copy of the original at no additional cost. It is not illegal to write or possess such versions. It's just unpopular with certain special interest groups who desire to restrict your freedom.

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      The Masters Project - Book Five (John and Jane) - Robert Lubrican

      The Masters Project

      Book Five (John and Jane)

      by Robert Lubrican

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2010 Robert Lubrican

      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

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      Foreword

      This is the fifth in a series of narratives concerning a research project done by the author for his Master's Program. If you've read the preceding narratives, you're fully up to speed about what this project was all about. If you haven't, you really should, because once in a while what happened before will help you understand why the author reacted in one way or another.

      The family discussed in this book was a high profile family, so I have had to be very circumspect about providing details that usually wouldn't matter. Where they actually lived, for example, would tend to help identify them to the reader, and that wouldn't be good at all. So, for all you detectives out there, be advised that I have taken great pains to throw in all kinds of false clues as to who these people might be. While their story is interesting, I wouldn't want to cause them ... difficulties. You'll understand when you read it.

      So don't try to figure out who they are. It won't work. I'm lying about everything ... except the things I'm not lying about ... and you won't know which is which.

      A nod of thanks to Norm for providing the philosophy lesson for this story: Divorce: It's a little like suicide - it's a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

      Bob

      Chapter One

      I received a letter from Jane, asking that I meet her at a coffee shop in the city, to discuss whether or not our involvement in the research project would be appropriate. She didn't say who the 'we', in 'our involvement', was. It was on expensive stationary, and was hand written in flowing beautiful script. Hardly anyone writes longhand any more, and her letters were both legible and feminine. I was interested immediately. I was drawn in even more when she set a time and date and then described how she would be dressed.

      No phone number.

      No last name.

      She just signed it, Jane.

      It all seemed very mysterious, and of course, I went.

      Bodiglio's, where the letter had said she would be waiting, was a high-end kind of place, where a cup of coffee costs as much as a meal at the Sirloin Stockade or some other buffet type place. It wasn't the kind of place I hung out in, or even entered, for that matter. I was immediately cognizant of my longish and ragged hair, and my beard, which I hadn't trimmed in a month or so.

      Actually, the last time either my hair or beard had been trimmed was at Kent and Lisa's house. You'll remember them from narrative number three in this series - the nudist couple. Their daughter, Nikki had taken it upon herself to clean me up. She cut my hair and trimmed my beard ... while sitting on my lap. Remember ... they're nudists ...

      Let me tell you something. Letting a naked girl straddle your naked lap while she's cutting your hair is not the wisest thing in the world to do. I hadn't wanted to go out in public for a week or two after that. But hair grows back eventually, and maybe it was worth it in the end.

      Anyway, that's what I was thinking about when I walked in to Bodiglio's and looked around for a woman wearing a fawn colored frock and pearl necklace with matching earrings.

      It took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the discrete darkness inside the establishment, which could have been any of a number of high class bars. The smells in the air, though, were all coffee, with a hint of something else delicious wafting past my nose. I surveyed the place and, in a back booth, saw her.

      It wasn't her 'frock' or jewelry that tipped me. It was that she wasn't very good at making, or should I say keeping, clandestine assignations. She was sitting up, ramrod straight, with an anxious look on her face, staring right at me. Then she slumped back and her eyes went to a napkin on the table in front of her, beside a steaming cup of coffee. I saw the pearls then, and a dress that looked almost like some kind of high-fashion camouflage, all browns and tans and greens. It really did look like what I'd expect a fawn to look like.

      It was obvious, though, that I wasn't the one she was looking for. That dejected slump of hers told me that much. Maybe she was expecting a man in a coat and tie, or a cardigan or something, with argyle socks and loafers and a pipe clamped between his teeth. A lot of people think that's what an academic dresses like. Some do. If you ever have one of those for a professor, by the way, drop the class.

      There wasn't anything to be done about it though. I walked over and stood by the table.

      Jane?

      She looked up, startled. By some trick of illumination, there was a beam of light on her face that lit up her eyes. Either she was wearing colored contacts, or she had wolf's eyes. They were those blue-with-silver-in-them eyes that looked feral ... dangerous. The rest of her looked harmless though. She jerked, obviously uncomfortable, and pushed back into the soft seat like she was trying to get away from me.

      I'm Bob, I said. You wrote to me?

      Oh my! You're Bob? Oh! Her eyes might have said 'wolf', but the rest of her was saying 'scared puppy'. She looked down again.

      Is everything okay? I asked. I was almost afraid she'd bolt screaming for the door.

      Then the most amazing thing happened. Her shoulders gave a little shake and she straightened up. Her head came back up and those eyes said the wolf was back, and that the wolf wasn't afraid of anything.

      Please, she said, lifting a hand that flashed in the light. It had a huge diamond on it. Forgive me. I think I already owe you an apology.

      I sat.

      It was a horseshoe shaped booth, with a round table. She was sitting in the heel of the shoe, and I sat to her left. Her body moved, almost like she thought of scooting over, but then stilled. If she was

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