‘Certainly.’ Christie remained where she stood by the door, watching as the nurse left and then closing the door behind her. First dropping her pu...se in a chair, she came to stand by the bed, her hands at her sides. She watched him but didn’t speak, a lovely shadow at his side. ‘Christie?’ He ached to reach out to her, but she stood out of reach. She didn’t move forward or speak, and he realized that tears were rolling down her cheeks. ‘Christie?’ he repeated. ‘Did you try to kill yourself?’ He. Then she had received an internship to work one summer in the executive offices at Barton's Wall Street headquarters.After one look and a few conversations, Barton knew he had to have this girl. He went ahead and got his divorce from Fran, something he had already decided to do anyway. He just blew away Kim's fiance, dazzling her with what he could buy for her, the places he could take her, the people he could introduce her to. What impressed her more than anything was the force of his. ’ ‘Money doesn’t mean a thing to me.’ ‘But it does to me. I want to be able to provide for you in all ways, to give you the things that you don’t have now, to make you really happy without having to worry about whether you can afford to buy a new dress.’ ‘I know you want that, but I am happy with just having a few nice clothes and things.’ ‘You are amazing, most girls would jump at the chance of becoming my special girl, but not you.’ ‘I want to be your special girl, but if it means that I have. After I set it at his feet, I opened it and then stood there nervously. If he were going to use one of the leather or wooden paddles on me, this was definitely going to be a punishment spanking.He rummaged around in the bag for what seemed like forever. Finally he held up an old, woman’s bedroom slipper with a thin leather sole and said, “Ah, here it is.”I had never seen that in the bag before. As old as it was, I’m sure it had been in there for a long, long time, but Master had never used it.