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Meeting My Literary Agent’s Campaign Manager Became Love, Lust, and Unlimited Desire.

“Oh Sandra, what did you do to me that day on the telephone?” That was the question I asked myself after she called. Her accent had a hint of Southern Europe with more New York, but she was so effusive, expressive, full-on flattery as her other colleague had been. I figured it was part of their sales training and laughed openly aloud. My wife of…