Independence: #4 Hayley

Hayley Russell wanted to help the cause of the auction. Any organization built to help children deserved the help. She also wanted to know more. She’d browsed the internet. She’d talked to a friend a lot over the last month. Now she was taking the big step into the shrouded world of BDSM.

She wanted to find that single place where all else in the world vanished. Even if only for a short, brief space of time. And maybe that was possible to find in what was called a vanilla relationship.

She hadn’t been that lucky in the past, even though she’d recently met many couples who had a wonderful, loving aura around them.

But she really knew nothing about their private lives, she told herself logically.

Now or never.

She dropped the plain, monk’s robe over her head and pulled the hood up, arranging it and adjusting the mask she wore.

Now or never.