Ive got emails, pictures, everything. Yes, of course I had. It would be all right, it would be all right. Is this true, madam? the policewoman asked. ...Diane looked horrified. Of course not, she said. And my name isnt Diane, its Joanne. Oh my God, oh my God. My life was at an end. But still I tried: No, really, I can show you the emails – even a picture of her with a sign saying I should do this. I couldnt bring myself to utter the word rape. Diane gave a totally dismissive pah!. And the truth. I loved kisses like that. He pulled me away and starred at me, why have I not done this sooner, he asked me. Why couldn't we do this at work. I replied we can do next week if you want. He grabbed my tit and pulled me closer again but this time he slowly kissed me, rubbing my tit and stroking my face. You make me so wet I said to him. He pulled me over so I was sitting on him. He pulled off my top so I was topless with my bit tits poking out of my bra. He pulled my bra down and sucked hard on my. As we reach my room, I stop, getting my key from my handbag and realising that we're at my room. He also pauses.I don’t know how it happened. I don’t know even which of us reached to kiss the other first or even why. The loneliness possibly. Next thing we know I am opening the door and he follows me in and we embrace again before we both fall onto the bed.This is the passion I remember when I was nineteen. The rush. The trembling with excitement and anticipation.My heels have fallen from my. I was told more than once that I had chosen my staff well, even if I did have to marry one of them.I had planned to include myself in one of the media foursomes but the demand was greater than the room, so I played both days with the suppliers. I was glad I did in the end. I got to know the people who would be important to the success of Bending Willows and I think I made some new friends. They were liberal with their accolades on our achievement and said it was exactly the kind of course.