A PERSONAL NOTE

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The entries in this book are about Trent Sand, and the girl he changed forever - that's me - in two and a half weeks. I am telling my story because I know there are many of you out there who are desperate to discover your secret passions. I hope this book will help you release your inhibitions and become a guide for seekers everywhere. I have only one obligation to Trent, and that is to conceal our identities and those of anyone else connected with us.

It is unbelievable that this happened to me. But it did. I know. I wrote it all down. I have spent a lot of time asking: "Why me?" Well you know as well as I do that there are never as many answers as there are questions. Thank goodness, because I don't think I am really ready to hear this particular answer. Some of you might think that meeting Trent Sand was a matter of chance. I do not. I describe our connection as fated, somehow outside my control. We would have met had we been oceans apart, or from different planets; somehow time and space would have bent or cracked in such a way that fate would have brought us together. I find this to be a strangely comforting thought.

I found my passion in meeting Trent in a way that was as enthralling as it was dark. He brought me to my original state of womanhood and I became whom I was meant to be. Surprisingly, our story started with chocolate. I was always in love with chocolate, but I never knew that uncovering this elixir's secrets would lead me to an even greater discovery of myself. In the time it took for me to learn the nuances of chocolate making, I also completed the most erotic journey into my deepest desires and my body woke up in the most magnificent way possible.

The people in this story are still out there, somewhere in New York City. I took a page out of Trent's book and changed all our names. Those who shared my chocolate making course have gone onto great things. One is a chef par excellence somewhere in Manhattan, another runs a fine pastry shop in Tokyo, and the other two ... well I'm just going to have to leave their fate a mystery. As for me, I am the owner of the Chocolate Concept. But don't come looking for me, because you won't find me. I may work at the Chocolate Concept but so do twenty-five other girls in each of my seven stores.

I have recorded the events of the past two and a half weeks as honestly as possible in this book. There is a Trent Sand waiting for all you seekers everywhere, because, as he said, "we are born in pairs." You are just two and a half weeks from finding your passion, becoming whom you are supposed to be, and worshipping in the temple of yourself like I am doing now.

Sometimes still, as I read this memoir, I find it hard to believe that I lived it.

Stefanie Green

Maître Chocolatier

New York

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