ar, but that didn't excite him at all. Arnold couldn't wrap his head around what he witnessed that morning; there was a notification of messages from Jessica, but she was the le

Arnold was lying on the yellow plush massage table, surrounded by lighted and glowing candles with some slow and maybe describable as soothing music was being played in the background.Her eyes closed, with a peaceful expression gracing her face. Jessica watched as the skilled massage therapist kneaded her muscles, supposedly to ease tension and stress. The scent of essentia and expensive oils wafted through the air, "Breathe slowly ma". The therapist said softly As Mrs Arnold's breathing slowed,and her body melted into the table, Jessica knew this was not the best place to discuss her hate for Jenny while Mrs Arnold was getting rid of her stress and worries. "let go of all worries now". She continued. "Breathe in". Jessica watched in awe as Mrs Arnold's rhythmic movements continued. "You asked to see me right". Mrs Arnold spoke in her strong Caucasian accent. "That'll be later Mrs Arnold, Jessica spoke,trying to be formal. "Join me then". She invited Jessica in. Reluctantly,she followed the therapists instructions on how as she took off her clothings. After a considerable amount of silence between both women,Mrs Arnold finally spoke. "The home secretary is the reason you're here right". Mrs Arnold wasted no time asking. Jenny nodded weakly as the warm wax pressed against her skin. "I guessed as much,because I know how much you dislike getting waxed",she said with a chuckle. Jenny, knowing she'll continue talking;waited for her. "The home secretary is not a threat to you at all; Arnold is my son and he'll listen to whatever I say". Mrs Arnold raised her voice. "She's not even as classy or as hot as you," she turned to see Jessica's reaction and it was just as she expected. She blushed as Mrs Arnold made the compliment reminding her of her shape and beauty.Mrs Arnold had given hope, which she would hold onto. "Thank you so much madam", she said to the therapist. ........................................................... Fixing her boss's schedule was a very stressful and demanding one mainly due to the unavailability of her boss so as to discuss which was more important and which meeting or engagement he would love to have postponed. After drawing out a draft,she printed it and attached it to that daily duty file she had to submit everyday and also for his approval. It was 6pm and her duty as he secretary was over,she could do whatever she wished now. Her shoes were the first to get pulled off,she packed them in her hands as she walked out of her office towards her room,exhausted and dizzy. The familiar sound of the Cadillac told her her boss was home already, "Come see me immediately once you're home". That was the text he received from his mother during the day,it meant either his mother was angry at something he did wrong or something he didn't do at all. As his car sped into the driveway,he spotted his mother personal stewardess Katherine waiting to receive him. That meant his mother really wanted to see him about something urgent,the last time Katherine was out there was when the company lost millions of dollars after he pumped them into a new business venture. As he moved down the hallway to his mother's chamber,he reminisced on his parents' marriage. His parents' marriage was based on a solid principle;that two strong individuals are more likely to succeed as a couple than a relationship in which one partner's uniqueness is subjugated to the other's. They'd discussed that need early in their relationship,and were in happy agreement that such would be the linchpin of their marriage. But there were times when I'm an effort to tread heavily on either one's decisions, di