The week's visit of Jorge's daughter ended too quickly in Anna's opinion. She just was beginning to understand the remarkable woman sitting next to her as they waited for the boarding announcement of the plane returning to Egypt.

After the first awkward day, Anna discovered both them to be quite similar, connected by numerous commonalties. They were basically the same age. Both had experienced death of their mothers at a young age, and death of fathers. Each had a degree in Anthropology; although Anna never been on an actual dig her spirit brushed the sand away from ancient runes. Both had loved Jorge passionately, each had experienced love with another woman, and Jorge's daughter at the moment was living with her current partner, a fellow student of Anthropology, in Egypt. Each delighted in Mother Nature's wonders of the plant and animal kingdoms.

Saying goodbye at the gate, hugging each other, promises of keeping in touch. Anna walked through the airport a happy woman. During the week's visit Jorge's daughter was able to clarify the days following Jorge's accident for Anna. She had been the one to make all the funereal arrangements, to settle the legal matters of the will for Anna, to take the calls from those expressing their condolences, and to get Anna through the first week alone. Knowing she had left too soon but also knowing her work couldn't permit a lengthy stay, she returned to the digs in the desert hoping Anna would be able to function soon as a living person without Jorge. Little did she realize how long it would take Anna to find her way out of the terrifying fog.

Anna located the car quickly and fidgeted about her future as she drove among the buzzing cars on the freeway leading out of the airport back to the city.

Jorge had left Anna a remarkable inheritage from his various businesses, investments, and insurance's. There was no need to work. Anna could live to be hundred without putting a dent in the equities she inherited. Sighing Anna remembered the wise advice from her newfound friend, "Just do what you enjoy Anna and what brings immense pleasure to you. I'm sure Dad would say the same damn thing!"

With this goal in mind, Anna set about contacting various associates over the next few months that Jorge had spoken of who dallied in the same sensation play she and Jorge had. It wasn't long before Anna had a client base of eleven of Savanna's elite safely tucked into her memory, along with their schedules, desires, and fees charged; these fee's Anna donated to various charities in the community under assumed names.

Seasons changed, and Anna's life progressed in its natural order.

Craving a cigarette Anna slowly rose from the bed. Well-practiced hands quickly wrapped the sheet around slender shoulders. Not bothering to turn on the lamp since morning had long past, Anna walked towards the room she called her library. The parquet floor gleamed as the sun danced across the star patterns laid out so precisely by workmen a hundred years ago. A swift glance about the room brought the whip to her attention. It snaked under the sofa's side as if crawling off to hide. Remembrance of the early morning interlude brought a smile of smugness to Anna's kissed bruised lips; she was pleased with her ability to torment her clients with such a tool. A chuckle escaped as Anna thought of them begging for mercy with the password they both had agreed upon: 'ice cream'. Hearing the water gurgle through the ancient pipes, Anna knew her guest just flushed the toilet readying themselves to leave. Anna paused for a second at the window, which over-looked her garden as she continued to smoke her half-finished cigarette. Watching the daffodil blossoms' sway, gently touching the tulips planted along their side, Anna swiftly returned to the business at hand. Another client was due in two hours and Anna only desired to luxuriate alone in the warmth of a swirling lilac scented bubble bath.

Taking two steps at a time Anna rushed up the staircase to her bedroom. The second floor of the house was off limits to her clients. Anna had converted Jorge's old office into her entertainment studio for them. The old mahogany desk was nestled next to armoire in her bedroom. Glancing at the answering machine Anna saw the blinking red dot of a message. She hit the button, and Kaila's voice sang over the line, "Darling! Meet me this weekend at the cottage! God, I miss you. Do you miss me, Anna? All I want to do is kiss you all over!" Laughter followed with lots of sounds of kisses and then the buzz of message ending.

Knowing Kaila was at home, Anna could not help but smile. The meeting with the publisher must have gone well for Kaila to be so happy and bubbly. Two weeks without Kaila was hellish for Anna, but Kaila's work was finished now at the other end of the state and the alternating weekends at the cottage would soon end.

Picking up the phone Anna's fingers eagerly dialed Kaila's number. After shortly discussing each other's daily events, who would bring what up to the cottage, and each other's estimated arrival time, the weekend together was planned. Blowing kisses to Kaila and promising the next two days would pass quickly until they were in each other's arms Anna ended the call, replaced the phone securely in the cradle, and wasfinally able to enjoy her bath before her client Lynn arrived.

During the entire enjoyable length of the silk rope caressing her body and her hands tied to the bedpost Lynn never noticed Anna's thoughts were busily planning the weekend with Kaila and were not with her. Not even as Anna kissed and lightly suckled Lynn's breasts did she have a clue the woman laying on top of her bringing them both to ecstasy was mentally miles away. Not even as Anna murmured the dirty words Lynn loved to hear bringing about another orgasm did Lynn know Anna was thinking of another woman's lovely face.

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