I came home from work, tired and exasperated beyond measure because the employees who have to dictate every step to handle. I walk into the house and leave the car keys on the hall table, head held high and myself in front of the mirror, sighing. I look as tired as I am. I am a twenty-nine year old woman, with large and supple breasts where my friends would kill if given the chance, because the buttocks of an appropriate size are not too big, but well toned thanks to the hours that the we go to the gym. Mid-back brown hair, rich, light waves that fit the shape of my face, big heart-shaped eyes, emerald green that makes many cling to a moment when I note and full lips that promise. To most people, they are accomplished women: young, beautiful and with a vice president's office with a commanding view of the important company. This is what I see others and few people talk about how I got to this point in my career at my age. But few people I know worked to get here. I paid terrible success to mine. Sleepless days and nights I have to remind you to eat that actually worked until dawn. And even before I got the job you have, I suffered from depression from which I lost hope of recovering. Then I met D., who I put together and I learned how to organize myself so that I never find myself in this situation again. because that's why I love him forever. Without him, I wouldn't be here. I looked at myself in the hallway mirror, thinking about A., when I was again reminded of the employees' inability to cope at work and I felt anger within me again. I left my briefcase and coat in the hallway and stormed off to the living room. - Hello, I said, settling down on the sofa and taking my laptop in my arms. -- Hi Lisa. I think five minutes went by and I noticed A. risin... ... middle of paper ...... alms, kind and funny, this punishment. I could see how moved and transported I was, realizing that once again A. Dincoio saw my grumpy attitude, realizing that I was actually I needed them to bring me back to earth, like the fairway on the path to my downfall, after all, it was he who helped me overcome and last time. I could see things clearly now more clearly. And I knew you would love it. This always helps me take the right path. We made this decision together after almost overcoming mine. He gives the right to punish me for jumping on horseback whenever he sees fit, and to commit to obeying his wishes and orders. Outside the house I was dominant, but inside I was a submissive wife to her husband. I was completely naked and I carefully placed between sheets of satin, and I was held against his chest until I finally entered the realm of dreams..