Chapter 553 Neglected Black Housewife: 33

I spend most of Saturday, getting everything ready for Sunday. After cleaning the apartment and doing laundry, I drive to the mall and pick out some flavored massage oil and scented candles. When I get home, I make a playlist on my IPOD of mood music; slow ballads and light jazz. I want this to be perfect. I want this to be the most memorable day Jasmine has ever spent. By the time I leave for work, I have everything ready. "Hi, Mike." Amber says, walking up as I clock in for work. "We don't seem to work together much anymore." She smiles.