The note read, “Go to room 323, enter using the key, pour yourself a glass of champagne and open the yellow envelope.” I looked at my watch. It wa... 7:00. I was so nervous now that my legs were uncontrollably shaking. Should I? Could I? Maybe I should just leave. I reached into my purse, checking that the package of condoms I had bought were still there. As I did, the thought ran through my head, “It is now or never." I so want what I have never had, to be totally dominated. I reasoned that the. Smith if he could stay there in order to do some work and she said it was okay by her.Ten minutes later Mrs. Monroe left and Goldie instantly stood up and walked over to his Mrs. Smith desk and sat across her while staring at her and grinning. “Goldie why are you staring at me?” I’m sorry Kim but I just couldn’t help but admire your flawless skin and your beautiful eyes. How old are you? Twenty-five? Twenty-six?”“I wish. Thanks for the compliment Goldie but I have to finish these reports and I. But it’s not rocket science. If you’re not willing to put out a little effort, then you can stay in your same old rut the rest of your life and be miserable. You’ll complain to everybody you know and make them feel miserable, too. Then your friends will stop being friendly and instead of being just plain miserable you’ll be miserable and friendless, a bitter old maid. But it’s your life. You can make it better. You, as in Sam. The one standing here with the well tanned body. It’s a free. The question in his mind was: what was the purpose of this visit of hers, and more to the point, of his visit to her earlier? It was to put right a wrong, wasn’t it? To clear all the misunderstandings – didn’t she just say as much? But then what? Was there more?His silence began to unnerve her and in her worry she began to fidget. He realised he had to say something.“It was Tracy,” he said, allowing the words to come unconsidered. “She said it was about time we sorted out all the wrong.