Shane opened one bleary eye against the morning light. 8:30 was the readout from the bedside clock. Better get up.

She reluctantly kicked away the light blanket and walked slowly toward the bathroom. A huge yawn later, Man, this is ***** early. Maybe I shouldnt have gone out last night. The memories of the night before flashed through her mind. A grin spread over her face. Okay, scratch that thought.

Shane has to admit that it has been awhile since she allowed herself to have a little fun. She has always been the person to embrace the moment, fucked the past and screwed the future. Things changed after Ron. She thought, Maybe it is time to live for the moment again.

Last night was definitely that, she talked to herself.

It was not like she did not think highly of Lindsay or anything. In fact she thought Lindsay was pretty cool to hang out with. However, the thought of anything beyond that did not even enter her mind.

That bathroom romp ranked way up there in its intensity and heat. However it did not escape Shane that there was a lack of emotions that went beyond just physical release. She had felt that emotional connection with Ron, and last night was not even close.

Maybe I will never feel that way again. Her words echoed its way around the apartment, earth shattering to a certain extent.

Shane didnt know which way to go now, so she did what she does best. She accepted and moved on. There is nothing that you can do, so might as well take what you can get and make the most out of it.

Now dressed and ready for her first day at the salon, Shane headed out of her building. West Village welcomed her with open arms as always.

Luckily for Shane, the salon was just a few blocks away. At the door to Saturn, Shane took a calming breath before entering.

The door chimed welcomingly announcing her entrance. Mike quickly rushed toward Shane, not wasting a minute. Welcome to Saturn, Shane. Comon, I will show you around.