A long lost memory of a life once lived.

Feeling the pull of your warm embrace.

The room is blurred as if it's just the two of us.

Standing in the middle of a beautiful ballroom with a fireplace crackling from the side. People standing around in their divine gowns watching as we dance across the floor, but my eyes only see you. I can feel your arm slide around my waist and your face resting against my neck. You whisper loving words and I smile shyly. The musical sounds drowned out because I can only hear as your heart beats again and again in my ear as I rest it on your suited chest.

I look up into your eyes and see into your world. My own heart pounds as I look deep inside seeing my own world there. You gently lay your lips on mine and the feeling of total submission fills my soul. I know that I loved you deeply and wholly and we lived a long and happy life. I promised you as you were ready to walk through those gates that I would always find you no matter how long it took or where you were. We are soulmates and once we look into each other's eyes our hearts would recognize the other. It was and is more than just love but several lifetimes of tortured souls.

The anger never leaving my body

Like a constant burn in the pit of my stomach

On the outside everything is calm and controlled

But on the inside there is only out of control kaos

The rage has filled me to the top

My thoughts are dark and full of fury

The control once there is no more

My wrath has won and what is left

Is the dark rage of a life not lived

As I sit at my desk looking at this blank piece of paper, I am trying to figure out what to say to you. Your life wasn’t easy and you were dealt some bad hands early on but you took each obstacle and turned it into something positive or made it a lesson learned. You were able to take all of the bad stuff and morph it into something meaningful. It took you a few years but you were able to move yourself forward. You were able to take the hurt and anger and transform it into a reawakening. Your life had a lot of ups and downs, moments when you weren't sure if you could survive. But you did!

When I look back at all the things you were able to accomplish, I'm in awe at your vigor to survive. Even from the beginning you were determined to not let the bad things take over your life. Those moments you cried in the shower so your child couldn’t hear or the sacrifices you made to make sure food was on the table and clothes were bought. You proved your doubters wrong when you walked across that college graduation stage with your associates degree in hand while working a 40 hour a week job and taking care of a toddler. Yes, you did have help but being able to do all those things at once was a miracle in itself. And you were the kind of person that no one could say gave up.

Most normal people would have given up halfway through but you took each obstacle and transformed it into something astonishing. You went from just surviving to learning how to live. You realized that you had a right to love, to have fun, and to be happy in your own skin. It took many years but you did it. And you should be proud of the person you became. But the most important thing you were able to do was show your child and all your nieces and nephews that with effort and hard work you can do and be anyone you wanted.  So in conclusion I just wanted to say how proud I am of you on how you never gave up. I hope you continue to strive for only the best in your life.

Sincerely,

Your Future Self

Remembering your face how it felt beneath my fingertips

How your hand slowly sliding down the side

Of my cheek would send shivers through me

Thinking of you as time slowly passed

Even now years later a familiar laugh

A name singing through the air

A touch on the shoulder brings certain

Memories to the surface

I should not miss you

I should not think of you

but the heart knows no boundaries

and love is timeless.

I’ve been here for two months and I feel like I’m living in a soap opera. The other employees in this office are crazy. Sleeping with different people and sometimes with each other. The CEO’s surrounding themselves with bodyguards and living in an alternate reality. My mission wasn’t this but instead to get close to those two brothers and keep the promise. What a perfect cover, applying for an admin job or at least I thought so before all hell broke loose.

I knew that Santiago and Marcus were the sons of a Mafia Boss but the things I’ve seen are way more than I expected. And on this day, my cover may have been blown and I have to save Santiago from his enemies. They dared to come into this office when Marcus was out at a meeting. They probably thought it was the perfect time. Grab Santi while Marcus was away.

But these thugs don’t know about me and that was to my advantage. “No one gets hurt as long as you do as you're told”, Damon confidently says. I can hear Sofia and Laura crying and I see Santi come out of his office but not seeming surprised as to who these assholes are. “What are you doing here”, Santi angrily screams at Damon, “You have no business here!”. I quietly take off my heels, still eyeing this bastard, stand up and put myself between Santi and him. “Elena what are you doing? Get out of the way, you’ll get hurt”, Santi really does seem concerned, but I know in the next ten minutes that concern will turn into shock and then bewilderment. “I think you need to back away and leave”, I tell Damon, never taking my eyes away from him. Damon smiles with that overly confident smirk if he only knew what was about to happen to him and his goons.

“I don’t know who you are but you're about to get hurt if you don't get out of the way”, Damon growls.

“That may be the case but I’m not moving”, I take my stance.

“You must have a death wish, bitch”, Damon counters.

“Maybe, let’s find out”, I smile at him and get ready for the fun to begin.

Damon’s facial expression takes on a dark and ominous tone. I turn to the side just enough to hold my stance. He charges forward and I take my right leg kicking it up right into his stomach. He screams out and stammers backwards holding his arms to his stomach. And I get ready!

He looks at me with so much anger and he screams out what I was expecting, “Kill her”. His two goons begin rushing towards me. I haven’t had a good fight in a while. Oooh this is going to hurt. I begin kicking and throwing punches trying to keep them away from Santi. I grab one of the goons and repeatedly kick him in the stomach with my knee. I turn to Santi and scream at him to run. I continue with my assault but two huge guys on one girl, I know what will eventually happen. One of them grabs me by the throat and pushes me up against the wall, beginning his squeezing assault on my throat. I can feel the air escaping and the darkness is coming. And then it sounds like gunshots and it’s like everything just froze. No noise, no breathing, just Marcus yelling out, “Enough”. And the goon releases his hand from my throat and I go down trying to grasp at whatever air is left.

Marcus waves the gun motioning for the goons to back away and they rejoin Damon. I remember Santi running to me and grabbing my shoulders, “Oh my god, Elena, are you ok”. He’s trying to pull me up but I’m trying to let the air into my lungs. I get to my feet coughing and holding my hand to my throat but I’m not scared, no, I am thoroughly pissed. And I walk over to the asshole who tried to choke me out and punch him right in the face. As I go in for another one Santi grabs me from behind and pulls me back. I can hear laughing from behind me and Marcus moves in next to Santi and myself. “As you can see, never mess with my Admins, they can literally kill you”, Marcus smirks as he’s looking at me. But all I can see is Red and I go in for another round but Santi still has a hold on me. Marcus puts his body between me and Damon as he turns to me and grabs my chin and lifts it up so my eyes meet his, “Stop!” and I give him the hardest, angriest stare I have ever given a person but he seems amused by it. He turns toward Damon and motions for his bodyguards and they grab all three assholes and forcefully removes them from the office.

Marcus turns back to look at me again. He wants me to be afraid of him but he doesn't know me at all and I look up toward him again making eye contact and glaring at him for what seemed like forever before I pull my arms away from Santi’s grasp and walk away from them both. “You need to calm the fuck down, Elena”, I scold myself. I walk to where I remember Sofia and Laura where hiding and look for them. I find them huddled up under a desk, crying and waiting for help to come. “Hey you two, it’s safe to come out”, I put my hand out and Sofia takes it pulling herself up and grabbing onto Laura to help her up as well.

“You two ok?” I ask as I’m looking them both over. “What the hell was that”, Sophia cries out but before I can answer I feel fingers curl around my upper arm and whirl me around. Marcus is right in my face, looking me dead in the eyes, “What the fuck do you think you were doing?”. At first I was a bit shocked at his attitude but then I could feel my blood boiling,

“I think I was trying to save your brother from being kidnapped or worse”, I shouted at him.

"That wasn't your responsibility", Marcus practically yells.

“What’s the matter Marcus? Not use to a girl taking charge and kicking ass”, I glare back at him as I walk away.

She finally made it home, feeling the effects of the ritual starting to hit her hard. Her eyes are so heavy and she barely makes it into her house. She drops her items on the couch in her living room planning to deal with them tomorrow. All she wants to do is climb into her bed and let the darkness from sleep take over her body.

Ariana is standing in the middle of a dark road. She’s confused, not sure how she got there. There’s a thin layer of fog in the air and she realizes she’s no longer in her house laying in her bed but looking down this long deserted road… no cars…no people around. She notices the little glow of light coming from the woods. She follows the light and comes across this blonde female in a dark cloak. A small fire burns next to a tree stump as Ariana moves closer she notices the items on the top of the stump; a silver knife, glass bowl, statues, candles, flowers, and herbs. She realizes that she’s looking at an altar. The blonde female has knelt down in front of the makeshift altar atop the tree stump. She can not make out what the blonde witch is chanting but her attention is suddenly shifted to movement and sees a dark figure standing behind her. Ariana’s body stiffens, sensing the figure is dark and evil. She screams to the blonde female but she never looks in Ariana’s direction as she continues with her ritual having no idea that this dark figure lurks just behind her. Ariana continues screaming at her but the blonde female never looks her way or even acknowledges she see’s Ariana. Suddenly the dark figure moves toward the blonde female pushing her down to the ground jumping on top of her and hitting her over and over until she stops struggling. He grabs the silver knife from the altar and slides it with ease through her skin giggling it around a bit. As he is carving the knife through her upper body he suddenly pulls out something. Ariana can see some type of liquid dripping from the object and down his hand and to her horror she realizes it looks like that woman’s heart. The dark figure then begins a chant of his own and a white glow from the blonde witches body begins to rise and slowly drift, disappearing into his body. Ariana looks at the lifeless body on the ground, it’s turned pale and her eyes are glossed over white. Ariana screams and begins running for her life through the woods faster and faster, never daring to look back but she can feel the dark figure just behind her. She falls hitting her knees on the ground screaming again holding her hands up trying to shield herself from the on coming assault of this evil form. He passes through her sending a cold feeling over her entire body and she shivers and continues screaming as she wakes up tangled in her bed sheets.

Ariana looks around her bedroom making sure she is actually in her bed and not in the woods “That was so real”. She slides her shaky fingertips over the left side of her temple. This dream has unnerved her emotionally and she decides blessing and clearing her house was what the witch ordered”. She gets up and walks out of her bedroom and over to the extra bedroom that she has made into her Alter Space. She kept the walls white but painted a black pentagram on the floor. She always feels safe in this room. She walks over to the closet and opens the doors. All of her supplies are in there and she’s pretty proud of herself for putting the closet organizers together so she could put all her stuff in there. She spots the Sage bundles and grabs one, her lighter, and the Abalone Shell she received as a gift from a friend. She places them on her Altar and says a prayer to the Goddess to help her clear and bless her house. She lights the Sage bundle and holds the shell in her hand as she chants the blessing to protect her home from any evil. She walks in every room chanting this blessing clearing her home and her mind. Making it safe and protected from all that wants to do harm to her. It takes her an hour and a half to go through all the rooms including the garage but when she is done she feels much better and at peace. She looks at the clock on her living room wall “5 am really!”. She sits on her couch relaxing as her eyes get heavier and heavier and she falls back to sleep hoping her dreams are more pleasant, maybe of her future soul mate.

“Hey come on throw the ball” a blued-eyed boy yells out to his friend. The other boy throws the ball as hard as he can, sending it flying through the air and through his friends fingers. They both watch as the ball bounces into a bunch of bushes and disappears. The boys run over to the brush and look at each other, not sure if it’s worth going through all the trouble for the ball. “Come on”, the blue-eyed boy says to his friend. “My sister will kill me if I don’t bring her ball back to her”. Both boys are hesitant but make their way through the brush to the other side. “What’s that smell?” the blue-eyed boy turns to his friend, pinching his nose with his fingers. The other boy just shrugs his shoulders, not sure of anything. They both walk forward through the creek bed and notice someone sitting off to the side. Their ball has finally come to a stop just a few feet away from the shadowy figure. The boys slowly walk over to their ball while keeping a close eye on the person still sitting just in front of them. The Blue-eyed boy looks at his friend as he starts to walk towards the figure. The other boy shakes his head in disapproval but the blue-eyed boy keeps moving forward. He has a better look of the figure the closer he gets realizing that there is long blonde hair coming out of the cloak. He takes a deep breath and quietly says “Hey lady you ok?” but there is no answer from the lump on the ground. The blue-eyed boy looks back at his friend and daringly moves closer to the lump “Lady you ok?” but still no answer. He holds his hand out and moves ever so closer to the lady on the ground and taps her on the shoulder. No movement and he becomes scared but pushes her shoulder a little harder and her body already slumped down falls to the side landing just in front of the boy’s feet he sees her white eyes and the boy screams running back to his friend and they both make their way back up the side of the creek bed through the brush and to their home never looking back.

A frantic call comes through the 911 line from an agitated female. She very loudly and dramatically tells the police dispatcher that her son and his friend have found a dead body in the woods across the street from their house. She is demanding that someone comes and deals with this inconvenient dead person. Chloe is listening to this distressed female on the other side of the phone complaining about how this discourteous person had the nerve to just “die there”. Finally able to speak, Chloe reassures the lady someone was on the way. Chloe keeps the lady on the phone as she hits the mic on her console and dispatches a couple of officers to the area to look around. Chloe takes in a slow breath believing those kids had a very creative imagination. She rolls her eyes knowing that this particular month was going to be interesting. Laughing to herself, October is always the worst time of year for law enforcement.

***Chapter 2 will be available next Thursday and Friday.***

The day has finally arrived, the one I’ve been waiting to happen for so long. You finally made your way to Hell and I know the Devil himself was at the door to greet you. I thought I would be happy and my heart would be full of joy but in reality what I felt was nothing like that. When it finally hit me that you were gone from this world happiness was not the emotion but rather relief. I spent years allowing the things you did to me to ruin my life. Even after you left you were still here sitting in the back of my mind and whispering in my ear that I was nothing.

Even though the incidents took place when I was a child the memories were ever so present throughout my life. A certain smell in the air or a song suddenly coming on the radio would bring those horrible memories back. It affected me more then I ever realized because I developed memory problems. Those basic things that I had a hard time remembering. Small things that now I know would cause a remembrance to a horrible moment in time and my brain would shield it from me for protection. I once allowed you to control my thoughts and that developed into a physical issue that was much worse then the memories themselves. But once that phone call came, the way I looked at life suddenly changed.

I was always afraid to put myself out there. To live my life in the way that would make me happy. I went along to get along out of fear of repercussions that I made up in my own mind. Irrational fears that haunted me throughout my adult life. I only now realized that I had done this to myself, after you were gone. The fear you coming back caused me to never live my life. But once you were gone I had to learn that you weren’t the one controlling me but an irrational echo of a moment from my past. The day you died was the day I began to live and I hope you are looking up from your place in Hell to see how happy I am. How when I decided to go out and live a life I deserve I no longer was your victim.

Sincerely,

A Survivor

Laying in the dark wrapped in his arms

Squeezing me tightly as I become lost in his scent

My head on his chest hearing his heartbeat beneath

Our bodies intertwined almost one

Feeling him inside becoming a part of me

His fingers tangled in my hair

We are one, feeling the pleasure

And leaving us breathless.

Asia made it through the first week. It was a really busy company and she was impressed how her boss was always in the middle of it all. Not slacking off and letting other people deal with everything. She also found herself having not so nice thoughts of him. He was well dressed in tight fitting clothes and she often fantasized about putting her hands all over the body that was hidden underneath those naughty clothes. “Back to Earth Asi”, she thought to herself. She was very excited that it was Friday and 5 pm. Mr. Baxter left at 4 pm so she was ready for the weekend to begin. During her lunch hour her friend Alex called to remind her that they were all getting together at their usual spot. Asia was ready for a nice evening out with her friends, a nice glass of wine, and maybe some dancing.

Asia got home with enough time to shower and change before Alex came to pick her up. She was excited and so ready to party. Alex came and they both headed to Club Devourer to meet up with the others. This was their regular night spot. The Club was alive and trendy and had the best mix of music ever, by recognizable DJ’s every weekend.

Asia and Alex were at the club in about 20 minutes. Since they were regulars they never had to wait in line to get in. As soon as the bouncers saw them they automatically got waved through the doors. At first Andre didn’t believe it was her but the way she walked and how she bounced her hair back with her hand, of course it was Asia. This woman had been torturing him at work this whole week. If it wasn’t the smirk on her face or the eyelash fluttering every time she talked to him. Then it was the way those tight ass skirts hugged her curves or the way she walked down the hall in those long damn heels. He can remember walking into the lunchroom and she was making herself some coffee. She bent over to pull some milk out of the mini fridge and the slit on the side of her skirt bunched up and he thought he had caught a glimpse of a thigh high stocking. If one of the other Admin Assistant’s hadn’t been in there with her he would have pulled that skirt up to her waist and buried himself inside of her and made her scream his name. Instead he walked quickly to his office and dealt with the growing hard-on she created for the rest of the day. But now she was in this same club as him, so how was he going to handle her?

Asia was so ready to drink and dance. And in either order, she wasn’t picky. She just needed to forget the week and that delicious boss of hers. Asia and Alex made it to the table where Candy, Laura, and Anna were waiting for them. “Finally, you made it!”, Laura shouted. “Sorry” Asia pouted at her. I got off work late and traffic was a bitch. “Forget it”, Candy says, “Let's get the wine started” and she waves her hand to the waitress walking by. “No talking about work”, Anna says, “Just drinking and some sexy dancing”. And with that Anna yells out,”My song” and grabs Asia’s hand and drags her to the dance floor. Asia smiles as she realizes its “Power” by Little Mix. “OMG, one of my favorite songs” and she starts dancing with Anna. They are swaying back and forth, hips moving in sync and causing the room to go silent but they don’t realize it because they are lost in the song. Suddenly Asia can feel a hand grab her waist and she opens her eyes to find this guy dancing with her now. She doesn’t care because she is having a great time. He pulls her close to his body and the dirty dancing begins. Asia smiles and thinks to herself, “He has no idea who he has just grabbed”. And she starts lip syncing to the song and dancing provocatively around him. Twisting and turning, grabbing him here and there, and getting so close to his face that he thought several times she was going to kiss him but she was teasing him. Once the song ended she hugged him and thanked him for the dance then turned and walked back to her table. Leaving this poor schmuck on the dance floor holding a hard on. Andre watched everything that she was doing. It was amazing watching her just pull the strings on this guy and he did everything she wanted without question. And then she just walked away from him like it was nothing. She walked back to the table where her friends were at and took a nice gulp of her wine.

Asia taps Anna on the shoulder, “Hey I’ll be right back, I have to pee''. And Anna shakes her head understanding. Asia walks to the back of the club where the bathrooms are. Thank goodness there wasn’t a line and an open stall. She washed her hands, checked her face and applied more lipstick and headed out to the lobby area and on her way back to join her friends when a hand wrapped around her upper arm and pulled her into a dark area of the lobby. She was about to scream when she looked up to see familiar eyes. “Ms. Conely”, Andre said, almost singing her name. Asia was surprised and confused. Was she drunk, imagining things but then she felt lips crush down on hers and her back was pushed up against the wall. He was rough, invading her mouth with his tongue. She starts to protest but he grabs her arms and pulls them behind her back and holds them there with one hand as he grabs her jaw so she can’t move, forcing his kisses on her. She fought at first but the longer he kissed her and the more his tongue continued to swirl around in her mouth the harder it was to try to make him quiet. She liked it and she didn’t want him to stop. He let go of her jaw and moved his hand down to her blouse grabbing her breast through her blouse. That made her moan in his mouth and he smirked before kissing her harder, enveloping her mouth with his own.

“Asia”....She thought she heard her name. “Asia, are you here” and Andre stops kissing her. He pulls her to his chest so she can catch her breath. He peeks his head out of the little dark hallway and doesn’t see any one. He pulls her face up so she can see him. We’ll continue this at a later date”, and he lets go of her and leaves her standing in that little hallway not sure what the hell just happened.

New job, new apartment…..what was I thinking! Asia thought to herself as she was getting dressed. Looking in the mirror she seemed pretty impressed with who she saw. As soon as she eyeballed the black skirt in the store she knew it was meant for her. Long and thin, hitting just the right curves on her body. Matched with a dark red button down blouse that accentuated the round and fullness of her large breasts. This was one thing that men could never understand. The way a woman felt in the right clothes. How the bra and panties felt like a little secret just for her under her clothes, how the thigh high stockings gave her a sensual feeling, and the 3 inch heels made her feel like the most powerful person in the world.

Asia takes one more look in the mirror and grabs her purse and jacket and makes her way to her vehicle. Thinking about this new job she took. It was like a sign from above. For the last two weeks she’s been searching and searching and then like a snap of her fingers this job suddenly showed up on her indeed searches. It was actually the perfect job for her. An Administrative Assistant position in a popular tech company in the city. Close to her apartment but still in the mainstream of the social nightlife. Asia was picky but still loved a good night out with friends and the endless pouring of a good wine. She finally made it to the building though the traffic was bad today, probably from the weather. She took the elevator up the 3 floors with the doors opening up to a large lobby area with a long desk and the name of the company in the background, Baxter Technologies Consulting. Such a mouthful but according to her google search this company is in the top 100 of tech companies. “Good Morning”, a little mousy voice sang over the air, “How can I help you”. Asia looked at the desk area again and then saw the person attached to the voice. “Good Morning”, Asia smiles at her, “My name is Asia Conley, I am the new Admin Assistant.” and Laura ran out from behind the lobby desk seeming excited to hear who she was. “It’s a pleasure to meet you”, Laura grabbed her hand shaking it vigorously for what seemed like way too long. “It’s nice to meet you as well”, Asia politely but firmly puts her other hand over Laura’s to stop her from continuing with the violent hand shake. “Can you point me in the direction of HR”, she looks Laura dead in her eyes and smiles. Laura’s mind went blank and all she could think of was how deep this lady's eyes were. “Yes, sorry…. I’ll call Amy and let her know you’re here” and she runs back around the desk and picks up the phone. A few minutes later Laura comes back around advising that Amy would be here to meet with her.

Asia sits on one of the chairs that's up against the wall, opposite the lobby desk, waiting for this "Amy" person. Laura starts to notice a pattern, every time someone came in, they would come up to the desk and as soon as they were helped they would turn around and slam their view right into Asia. She was beautiful but her attitude is what made her irresistible to everyone. She sat in the chair, back straight, legs long as hell, crossed to the side. You can tell she worked out regularly. As soon as she could feel the stares she would shift her eyes to the direction it was coming from and make eye contact with the person, man or woman. The other person always made a shocked noise and would look away like they were suddenly shy. But she never said a thing, just this wicked smirk would spread across her face and she would go back to looking at whatever magazine she had in her hand. “Ms. Conley”, a voice came from the back area of the lobby and Amy made her way to the chairs extending her hand so Asia would take it. Asia stood up and greeted this new person, “Amy?” and Amy shook her head to acknowledge, “Sorry I am late, it’s been a bit busy”. She motions for Asia to follow her and they disappear into that corner of the lobby area that Amy just came from. “I am so glad you were able to start today. It has been crazy and non-stop for the last week and when Tanya suddenly decided to quit things just got more crazy.” Amy leads Asia through the hallway and into another open area where there was another lobby area but smaller than the first. “This will be your desk”, Amy finally slows down and turns to face Asia. You will be in charge of dealing with Mr. Baxter’s daily schedule, anything he needs you will take care of. He also has a little brother that stops by from time to time but I will help with him. Amy takes a quick look at her watch, “Ok I have to get ready for a meeting. Everything is pretty simple, phone rings answer it, someone comes to see Mr. Baxter, check that they have an appointment and if not they can only get an appointment, nothing else. Mr. Baxter is pretty busy most of the time so anyone coming to see him without an appointment can only make an appointment to see him at a later date, understand?” Amy looks at Asia and Asia smiles, “I definitely understand”. “Good” and with that Amy walks over to the hallway to the left of the lobby area and disappears down the hall.

Asia takes a seat at her new desk, taking a deep breath in and begins day one at Baxter Technologies Consulting.

The first few hours were a bit hectic with phone calls and confirming appointments but after lunch things seemed to calm down. Asia had not met Mr. Baxter yet but did speak with him on the phone, several times during the morning. He seemed polite, to the point, and maybe a little stern but she liked men like that. In control and knows what they want and goes after it. “Whoo..Asi. Stop thinking like that. It can get you in trouble”, she thinks to herself. Suddenly a noise brings her out of her thoughts and she looks up from behind her desk to this handsome man staring back at her. Good Afternoon Ms. Conley”, the handsome man said to her. Asia for the first time in her life wasn’t sure what to say. But it only lasted for about 2 seconds and then she came back to life, “Good Afternoon, Mr. Baxter '' and she smiled, batting her eyes for sheer affect. Andre looking surprised, “You know me” and Asia laughed, “Yes, I recognize your voice”. “Really”, he said, a little smirk covering his face. Asia leaned closer to the desk, “Well you did call me like 5 times this morning”, and she winked her left eye before moving away from him.

“Well if anyone wants to know, My name is Santiago. This guys little brother”, and Asia breaks eye contact with her handsome boss and looks at the little brother. “Well hello Little Brother, nice to meet you as well”, and Asia extends her hand to Santiago. She turns back to Andre, “Your messages have been sent to your message board and you have two confirmed appointments starting at 1 pm. I made three appointments for you but if anything needs to be changed just let me know, and she looks up at him once again. “Thank you Ms. Conley”, Andre says and starts walking to his office door. Asia walks to the corner of her desk, crosses her arms across her chest and leans her hips onto the desk, “If you need anything just let me know”. Andre turns slightly and takes a long look at this beautiful female, “If anything comes to mind I’ll let you know” and he disappears through his office door. The rest of the day went by pretty fast with more phone calls and appointment scheduling. “He is a really busy man”, she thinks to herself as she turns off the lights to the lobby area and leaves the office for the day.