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d me speaking with Sarah on the phone when I first entered into his car.I walked through the walkway of Monument Bank; at the front, I could see five security guards, one at the entrance ready to open the door for me and the others scanning for any threat.My eyes couldn't resist the good cologne of the flowers in my nostrils, and the beautiful paintings on the wall were attractive. I complimented the smart-looking ladies and gentlemen working tirelessly in different departments."Welcome to Monument Bank, ma'am." They all said uniformly to me and other customers beside me."Please, kindly direct me to the loan department." I requested an assistant from the customer service agent's desk, with four different ladies who stood by, ready to render their services to different customers.As I stood straight In front of them, I shake off my eyes from their beauty; I depreciated the quality of my short black gown as I sighted how ravishing they all look behind their desks, with no boss to molest them into having sex with him."On your right-hand side, ma'am, entered through the door, there is a female attendee ready to attend to you." The fair-looking customer agent said, and also pointed in the direction."Thanks," I appreciated her and left towards the direction.When I entered, I met a lady; judging by her look, she's living in her twenties too, just like mine."Good morning, ma'am, welcome to Monument Bank; my name is Jane." She greeted me with her voice barely above a whisper."Please, I'm here regarding my loan application that was rejected. I beg you to grant me the loan today." I pleaded in a low tone. "Okay, let me run a check on it." Jane said and started checking her laptop for my loan application.I sat down with my stomach filled with butterflies, my heart racing second by second. I awaited her approval; this is my last option; if I lose this, I've lost everything.After a few seconds, we overheard a knock on the door. "Oh my God," she clenched her fist on hearing the disturbing knock on the door."I'm coming, please," she said and approached the door; the voice of a man was already there to receive hers."Good afternoon, Miss Jane," the faint voice of a man, uttered in a low tone, the sensory in my ears reacted as if it's a familiar voice, but I have no interest in any other issues apart from solving mine."Mr. Mark Thomas, please come in." She said and smiled.The man entered into the office, and she asked him to sit on the long waiting chair at my back. The bank knows what they are doing when it comes to customer service; they made the long sofa a queuing process for any customer that comes in apart from the one in front of her.On the table before him were different daily newspapers and magazines. Mark reached for the newspaper, and Miss Jane came back to her chair."I'm so sorry for that delay." She pleaded and conti