ALISSA
The minute the door was closed and locked Alissa removed the ring from the pocket of her dress and placed it on her finger. Relief washed through her. For some reason, wearing True's ring made her feel both peaceful and anticipatory.
After a sandwich and glass of wine, she took a quick bath and climbed under the cotton covers of her twin bed. Her naked skin rubbed sensuously against the clean, worn sheets. She had not put on a nightgown. No, she hoped that True would keep his promise and visit her dreams. She wanted to be prepared if … well, she wasn't quite sure what to expect.
Though she worked in a whorehouse and understood the nature and substance of sexual acts, she had rarely indulged in the idea that she might become someone's lover.
Vaguely, she thought she might one day marry and have children. Such contemplations were sketchy—as if she were unable to fully picture her future.
