chapter five

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Daniels woke up, dressed up and ready to go.
He looked around the room, for a piece of paper to write the message on.
But there was no paper material, available in the room.
He turned, and his eyes  glimpsed at the laptop, he put on the table.
He quickly rushed to pick it up.

He prayed there should be no password on it.
He turned it on and,
thank goodness! indeed, there was no password on it.
He quickly typed his message.

He copied and pasted the text on his phone, and sent it on Tracy's phone.
In case she didn't see it on her laptop, SMS would help her.

It's 11am in the morning.
Tracy turned on the bed gently.
She felt the softness of the bed, with her eyes closed.

She stretched her hand to reach out for her pillows, since she has so many pillows on her bed.
She searched on the bed for the pillow with her eyes closed still.
She finally got hold of one, and pushed it to herself.
She felt the fluffiness of the pillows with her hand.

She opened one eye slightly, with the other one closed.
She didn't believe what she saw.
She quickly closed her eye back.
Then, she slowly opened her eyes, and when she realized she wasn't in her room, she jump out of the bed like someone who had a terrible nightmare.

She was aghast when she
Finally snapped up from the bed. She become so  spooked.

She held her breath for 10 seconds, and then she breathed out through her mouth, to the count of eight. This helped her to relaxed and helped her to circulate oxygen throughout her body.

Have I been roofied.
She scared herself out...

No!!!!  No!!!   No!!!.
She lifted the blanket, to check herself out.
She was naked alright, but no pain. Nothing happened she said.

Where am I? and why I'm I naked?
What am I doing here.

I'm not roofied,
but everything looks like I've been roofied.
She questioned herself.

Apparently, she waking up on a strange bed, woke up confused, and unable to recall what happened the night before, and, where she is at. is another epic.
All these added up to her believe she might have been roofied.
She has literally lost her memory.

However, the adrenaline and aghast experienced, upon realizing that, she spent the night with a man in a hotel room. Is enough to believe she has been roofied. Something particularly kept jarring her mind.

She got up from the bed, rushed to the window. Draw the curtains aside to take a look outside.  After the glance, she adjusted the curtains back.
She went inside the washroom  to ease herself, and came out.
She had a severe headache.
She sat on the bed trying to figure out what really happened.
But she was unable to recollect.

She looked around, for her clothes.
Her dress was folded, and placed on the chair. Her shoes under the table.
Her laptop on the table  opened.
Her phone, her files, her purse
and Daniels documents.

There she realized, she had a date with Daniel last night...

She grabbed her dress, and remembered, she went on a business date with Daniel. And they had couple of wine and champagne.

Oh God!
How can I be this dumb....
I requested for the champagne.
How can I be this careless.

She pulled out the chair, behind the table sat down, to close her laptop. Get dressed up, and vamoose from Godforsaken room.

Just then she realized her laptop was on.
She opened it, and the was a message typed in the wordpad.

The content reads....

"Dear madam Tracy,
I'm sorry,  I'm going to miss the look on your face. When you wake up, and find yourself in this state.
 I'm leaving this note for you to show how deeply, I regretted doing what I did with you last night.
Sex with you was great, full of pleasure and enjoying, as it should be.
I enjoyed every bite of it.
Your moaning, your groaning and how you were smiling all the way in agreement.
It was a hell of a moment.
I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you but yesterday you were so drunk and so was I.
You pushed me into the wall and.
I have no other choice than to give in.
I know you're a strong woman, full of zeal and enthusiasm. But sometimes we don't have power over certain things.
You dared me, and I ought to prove to you I am a man.
And I can get so manly on ladies.
You don't have to be mad at me because we both were drunk, and did it out of self-control.
I hope you bury this.
Your car is under the care of the security guard at the beanery. In case you can't find your way there I'm leaving an address under the laptop.
I will be expecting your call when you get up and need something.
And, please don't forget to go through the agreement. I left some of the copies on the desk  .
You can go through them, and do me the honor and call me up on Whatever you decide on.
I'm truly sorry.
Do call me up for our  partnership deal.

Thank you
Daniels. "

Tracy laughed out loud, after reading the message. She lifted the laptop and found the address under.

She shook her head smiling and puts down her laptop.
She picked her phone and opened it. Message notification pop up, on the phone.
She opened the message to read.
The beginning reads the same thing, as the one on the laptop.
She scrolled down to the later part to confirm.
It's same thing .
She shook her head again and smiled.

She dressed up, picked up the address and her stuff, she wore her shoe and left the room.
She walked out of the guesthouse.

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