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during
the course of the evening.
    For Kevin,
from a business point of view, the evening was undoubtedly a
success, in spite of his having to stick to Esther like a limpet.
He managed to sweet-talk the manager of FairBank into another
business meeting, one he made sure was an overnighter in the city,
and came away happily content to be mothered by Esther for the
remainder of the weekend, which had already been ruined as far as
assignations were concerned. He needed that now and again, just as
relief from his high-flying life. In bed he responded as well as he
could to her sexual overtures, but was nearly asleep when he slid
away from her in the dark.
    Esther stayed
awake a long time thinking about the evening in its awful entirety,
but in particular about meeting one woman by the name of Chrissie.
In spite of the smile, which had all the charm of a cobra about to
strike, Esther knew the woman was vindictive for some reason and
yet she had given Esther just what she needed. In her handbag - her
own personal space where Kevin would never venture, through some
misguided sense of ethics - lay an embossed card.
    She hugged
this information to herself. Lessons in self-awareness and
assertiveness were just what she needed, but she had finally
realised what she wanted to do. She would like to surprise Kevin at
the next business function, show him the kind of wife she really
could be given the opportunity.
     
    Back in work,
Kevin had another surprise. Personnel had taken on a new
secretarial assistant by the name of Gloria. She was tall, rounded
in all the right places, and had the most amazing shock of curly
red hair he had ever seen. He desperately wanted to know whether
she had another shock of curly red hair down below. His imagination
pictured it in detail, but he really had a hankering to see for
himself. The only problem was Gloria herself, who for some reason
seemed to be standoffish. No matter how charming he made himself
she responded politely, giving him no indication whatsoever that
his charm was having its usual effect. He was sure that beneath the
cold front she was as warm and wriggly a lay as he had ever
enjoyed, and was probably playing hard to get. And if she was
intelligent, which he thought she probably was, she would
undoubtedly hold out for some kind of inducement, i.e. a raise. His
teeth bared in an avaricious smile. If she was playing games, he
was a past master at changing the rules. But then, he had plenty of
time, and Michelle had recently, against his expectations, been
making all the right signs. Each in its turn, he thought
smugly.
     
     

Chapter
2
     
    Even though
she could have quoted the message verbatim, Esther stared at the
card, feeling butterflies fluttering in her stomach. It had seemed
such a logical move in the comfort of her own home, but here and
now was a different matter. She turned it over. On the other side
the embossed card detailed the name, Madam Tisset, a telephone
number and the address, outside of which she was standing.
     
    Ladies
    Are you lacking
in self-confidence?
    Are you fed-up
with being a doormat for your partner?
    Come and learn
the art of
    DOMINANCE
    with an
expert
     
    She had
consulted Jenny, a long-standing friend, about the card, including
her misgivings about the manner in which it had been acquired, and
also whether Kevin would really appreciate what she was doing.
Jenny had pooh-poohed her misgivings, said even if Kevin didn't
want it, it was about time she stood up to the male chauvinist
dickhead she had married (she knew Esther well enough to be
honest), and said even if he didn't approve, after the event it
would be too late. And anyway, Esther needed to regain some of the
self-confidence she used to have before Kevin relegated her to
housewife. It was about bloody time. Then she had phoned up Madam
Tisset and made the appointment for her.
    Esther
realised dismally that Jenny was right. For some reason her few
years of marriage to Kevin had not been all she'd