How can anyone have so much going for him? That face. That body, and so much money. I got sick thinking about him and how I wished he were mine. Or was it because I hadn’t had a good lay in months and I was ready to sleep with anyone that looked sideways at me. Calm down I told myself as I struggled to find my way into the hallway. I spotted the elevator, rushed for it, and headed up to my room. After all his power bullshit, I would need to get drunk or finger myself. I reached the second floor and then it dawned on me I may have left my key in the room. I couldn’t remember putting it in my purse. Searching my purse feverishly I realized that I was right the first time. No key. I couldn’t find it. I had left it on the dresser. I couldn’t afford the liquor in the small frig anyway.  The only thing to do was to head back to the elevator and down to the first floor to find Tamika, or go to the front desk. It was too late to realize that I might be on the wrong elevator because of the confusing floor plan, and who reads the floor plans?
What do You think about Master Of Power #1 (2016)?
