<strong>Tsade - going home</strong><br/><br/>The walk was brisk yet unhurried. Tsade did not turn to look at her. He knew she would be there as he had instructed. Something about their relationship had solidified, trust or sex or both, he didn’t know. He knew the extent he could trust her was broader now.<br/><br/>This was his business and she understood there was a part she played in it. His personal life would be sacred and separate from business. Each with their own demands on her. His choice and her obedience.<br/><br/>He stepped into the lift expecting her to follow, expecting her to stand within finger tip reach against the wall to his side. It was their little secret. Revving her up on the lift. Something to look forward to even if it was a short as the slow descent to the next floor.