Sarah was already in her office. She didn’t have time to worry about Catherine any longer. She was too busy to concern herself with Catherine and he... agenda. But if Catherine’s schedule was anything like hers then Catherine would be busy too. So Sarah didn’t bother herself with looking for Catherine that morning. The morning passed. Time passed by and lunchtime came soon enough. But Sarah had already forgotten about last night or so it seemed. Unlike Catherine, she skipped lunch and worked. Alone, I wondered again what Ellen had meant by what she said. I wasn't sure I was up for an evening of being jostled around on a dance floor. And I didn't know how I was going to handle dancing with Ellen. Odd, it suddenly struck me, of all the things I ever did with my sister (and I'd done more than most brothers), I had never simply danced with her before.When Ellen came back, she looked far lovelier than she had before (if that were even possible) and that enticing cologne was more evident. . . of course! Whatever I have is yours, Kevin." Hold on there, mom. You may not be so eager once you find out what I want." I think my tone got her undivided attention."Okay . . . I can see where you're going with this but you should know that I don't have a lot of money. Your father is the real bread winner of this family." Mom, I could care less about money. In fact, what I want won't even cost you a dime." My response seemed to confuse her for a moment as she wrinkled her forehead trying to. ...We get to the hotel. Its one of the fanciest hotels in Bangkok. He puts $1500 on the nightstand."That's half. You get the other half after you're done."I count the money out and I start to get really excited. That's the most I've ever made. I wonder what he wants to do to me.He tells me to have a seat on the bed. He comes around the side and pulls out a blindfold and a length of rope."Don't worry," he says. "We'll be nice."He gives me a firm slap on the face. I should be more scared, but I'm.