The big one located on Main Street. Unbeknownst to my family members is the fact that I’m an author. I’ve written many books which I’ve publishe... through a small, independent, print-on-demand publishing agency. Whenever I write a new book, I like to donate a free copy to the library. After all, it’s at the library that I discovered my love of fiction writing. My books feature characters that are the way I wish I were. Bold, good-looking and forthrightly bisexual Black males. I put them in all. She was also wickedly smart and incredibly talented as a professional print photographer who offered to be a mentor to me. It was apparent that she was attracted to me from the get-go. It was in the way she would cross her arms, tilt her head and let her bangs fall over one eye, and look directly into my eyes when she talked to me. It was in the way she stopped everything she was doing to listen to me. But I wasn’t quite sure how she fit into my life. The first time we went out on a shoot, she. “Oh, come on you silly girl. You won’t straight away go to his room and stand naked like a doll in front of him. He’s taking you on a lunch. You should at least wear a bra or your boobs, nipples will keep bouncing all the time. Instead try wearing some sexy lingerie if you want to surprise him.”She suggested with a glow in her eyes. I liked the idea. We opened my cupboard but couldn’t find anything interesting. I came from a conservative family and never bought any lingerie. My undergarments or. ........"Sarah had been adjusting her groped breast back into it's bra cupproperly when she was startled by something. There was something inthe bra."Sarah are you all right?" Clarence called out at the sudden silence."Yeah I'm fine," she said sounding almost dismissive and preoccupied.It was a small business card. One of her own business cards and on theback there was something written."I'll call you back Clarence," she said hanging up on him before hecould reply.Still trying to settle her.