Could you please send him up to my room when he arrives” I said. I tried to act as if it was nothing, to be as confident as possible. But my tummy w...s doing butterflies as a was saying it. “And could you also give him this parcel when he arrives too”I walked off as quickly as possible but I swear I could hear the two girls on reception muttering under their breath about me. I let Max know the room number as soon as I got in the room. His reply was instant “good little slutty sub. See you. The statement alone was enough to shock Sara back to reality. ‘What?’ was all she could manage at first. Yvoine shrugged. ‘It is Travis’s?’ ‘Maybe. I don’t know.’ ‘Oh my.’ ‘Indeed,’ Yvoine agreed. ‘What are you going to do?’ ‘I’m going to leave you and Travis,’ she said firmly, boldly. This might have been the longest conversation she ever had with Sara. It would most likely be their last. It wasn’t the answer Sara had been expecting. But, upon a minute’s reflection, it was the one she realized. Brad had not yet fully embraced this small town living but at the same time he would admit that he didn’t have any complaints. The burden of his large student loan had been eliminated and replaced by a home mortgage he could easily handle because of his salary. He had some money in his pocket and felt a sense of accomplishment in practicing his profession. The only thing that sucked was the lack of female companionship in his social life. With that thought in mind he placed a call to Nancy.She. No high heels for Elsa, I figured. Comfort first would be her motto."I'm Newt's P.R. gal," she said, a low, throaty voice, not as low as Agnes's. Elsa's voice had aged well, like the rest of her.Mary had brought her to the garage where I was painting and introduced us."You're an artist. Newt didn't tell me that you were an artist." She walked from one unfinished painting to the next, stopping in front of the one painting I'd finished. She turned back to me and gave me a deep-dimpled smile that.