That was her way. She was still shy and a little naive even after being married for three years. When she said "What the fuck?" last night it was a ma...or fluke. They left together, and I was left to my own devices. I did some housecleaning and got something out to thaw for dinner that night. Then I did some writing. The day passed. When they got home later it was about time for dinner so we ate and watched a movie on DVD. The unspoken words in the room were, "Who's having sex tonight?". I headed up the fire escape and caught up with Grant on the roof. ‘This way.’ I jumped the three feet to the neighboring rooftop. We stopped when we reached the end of the building. ‘You still trust me?’ ‘With my life Kisara.’ Grant said while slightly out of breath. I grabbed him and jumped, pulling him with me. It was a seven story drop. We landed on the soft canvas of the shops awning below us and it caused us to slide. We landed with a thud on the concrete sidewalk. We both had some pain,. "I left Mark's office in a daze. What he was asking me to do… how could I be what he wanted me to be? How could I whore myself out like that? I mean maybe it wouldn't be so bad; just be nice to the clients and charm them and maybe it wouldn't come to that. But what if it did? Could I fuck someone just to make a sale for him? Sure I had fucked around with some of the guys at Billy's work, but those were young, good-looking guys and it was only a couple times.This was totally different. I could. . but most of themloved it. It carried on from there." She sighs. "They got cheap staff,and we got to live our dream... " She snickers, "Of course some, likethat slut Candi, get to live out their Master or Mistresses dreaminstead."She steps elegantly into the lift, and I find myself wishing I couldemulate her poise as I step beside her. She presses the button and we goup..."So why are you here sissy?" she asks turning to me."I.. I guess I.. I'm here to live my dream..." I reply nervously,.