He wondered too what to do about the Honeys. It really depended on whether Isobel was prepared to go into work the following day. On current form she ...ight well in which case she would undoubtedly stick to the bad fall story. If she decided not to go in he would take the day off to be with her. He had plenty of days off in hand and no particularly pressing work to do: certainly nothing he could not catch up with on Tuesday.They were home by quarter to twelve and Isobel insisted on making them. ‘Good, you’re here. Now we can get on with this,’ Pat’s voice said from somewhere in the room. ‘Take that gag off.’ Another masked man stepped from the shadows and removed the gag. All of the men in the room now closed in towards the sitting man. ‘Now we have some questions for you.’ Pat’s voice again said, ‘You would be sensible to answer them truthfully or, I can assure you, you will be very sorry. We do not wish to hurt you, but we will if you do not give us the information we require.’ The. Either she was the most patient person in the world, or she'd completely forgotten she'd said anything. Knowing her, you guess it was most likely the latter."Ready for your big day?" she asks you with a polite bow. You give her a quizical look as you throw your legs over the edge of the bed, and onto the floor. Sensing your confusion, she tilts her head to the side. "Tommorow's the Spring Harvest Festival. You did remember that, right?"Not wanting to be reprimanded by Madame Forgetful, herself,. Now I had to decide whether I could go through with it. My marriage was fine, no problems at all. I just had this thought in my head of screwing my wife's mother. My mother-in-law! Someone 25 years older than me!This would probably be my only chance to start this affair and I wanted to make sure it was on my terms. "Yeah I meant it. But I don't think you could handle it though. I'm surprised you've even mentioned it." I've been thinking of nothing else ever since the party. I'm sure I'm ready.