Today was definitely going into my Dear Diary hall of fame.*"Dear diary," I scribbled.It was late. The evening had slipped away with Mom and me dancin...g around each other with an air of awkward embarrassment as we tried to maintain some semblance of normality in a situation that was anything but normal. Eventually, I retired to my bedroom, went over to my big pile of sci-fi mags and took out my little black book which I hid there. The book where I kept all my secrets, thoughts, and dreams. The. It read, “I hope you still have your uniform and that it still fits because I’d like you to wear it for a me and be my personal servant for the night you will do everything I tell you without question.” Well of course I responded immediately and accepted the invitation, and yes the uniform still fitted I had worn it in private many times and remembered those dirty weekends with my depraved Mistress. The weekend of the party arrived I packed a bag and caught the train to Edinburgh where she. After a restless night's sleep in a cheap motel, Joe headed in for work. His bad mood worsened when he saw his boss. Once again the scatterbrained nitwit was tearing up and down the corridors on her bicycle. If she was half the genius the press painted her to be, why did the little fool always act like such a child?Aurora hit the brakes, and her bicycle screeched to a stop, leaving black skid marks on the white tile floor. "Good morning, Joey!" she hailed loudly as she dismounted. "Isn't it. When the boy disappeared around a corner in the hallway, she gazed at what he had given her and wondered at the meaning of it.Slowly and almost reluctantly, she walked to the office and once inside, collapsed with her back against the door. She closed her eyes and let her mind shift into overdrive imaging all sorts of things. Did the note Justin referred to give her more demands that must be fulfilled? Was the hard, square item inside the envelope a CD with the three pictures? Did he really.