And even then, she would be dreaming about work.Right now it was eight o'clock, she was at home, sitting in a high back bar stool at her kitchen bar c...unter. Using the speech recognition app, she was busy answering e-Mails via her cellphone. "I fully understand your supply difficulties, however, all businesses have problems. Your problems should not be my problems. I need that material. I have a magazine to get out. And we have a contract. I expect it to be honored."As she was dictating into. With Nicole, I mean... did he..." She hangs her head."He never touched her." I answer her unasked question. "But he did watch her." I add."That bastard!" She says, vehemently. "Did you use the transmitter on Nicole, Nick?" She looks at me earnestly."Yes." I answer. "But not like Uncle Harry did, Maggie." I hesitate and then tell her most of it. "I eliminated her need to visit Harry's house everyday. I made her proud of her body. She was so self-conscious about her breasts." Maggie laughs,. My Darling, Why is it in life, that love can be so difficult? Here we are, living and working in different cities, with only the words between us, whether by phone, or email, to give us the comfort of each other, we so longingly desire. I have heard others say, that life is not fair, and I used to think they just didn't make their dreams come true. I now know that life is not fair, and I wonder how long we will have to wait to be together. A day, a week, a month, a year, a lifetime? . I had undressed down to my underwear and went to the bathroom to check the shower. It was then I noticed that there were no towels. I called reception, they apologised saying that as it was a late booking the room hadn’t been fully serviced. I could collect the towels from reception anytime.I was already mostly undressed, feeling lazy and tired. I don’t know why, but seeing myself in only my underclothes in the full length mirror made me feel horny. I laid back on the bed and decided that a bit.