Chapter Ten
One night after the Cat’s Meow, Gillian was at the theatre on the arm of an attentive Mike Bellamy.
She almost canceled the date. Considering the wealth of her lust, her attraction for her newest client, and the stringent rule of law she’d just agreed to obey, it seemed like a dangerous gamble to think she could keep a vow of “chastity”—especially this one night.
Her mind ran in circles, her lust chasing it about with a thousand explanations why she shouldn’t just let nature takes its course … the club would never know … just one night and nothing more … they could hardly expect perfection … wasn’t almost enough to suit them? She knew the answer to all her explanations, but seeing Mike Bellamy it was easy to forget.
He arrived at her door, looking breathlessly handsome in
