I need to talk to you. Pizza Express? Lunchtime?" Her voice was pleading; I couldn't remember ever hearing that tone from her before."OK..." I looked ...t my watch. "Twelve thirty?" Great! Thanks, Sam."I also didn't see Anne slip out of the room, and when I went in search of coffee, she was nowhere to be seen. She shared the room with two other girls, Emma and Louise.Emma said, "She left a few minutes ago, saying she needed to go out..." OK, thanks. You might tell her I was looking for her?". ‘Do you enjoy being hurt?’ She shrugged. ‘I’ve been ruined, and I excel at being so. I’m merely exploiting my own talents.’ She sighed, stared into the distance as if reaching for a memory both pleasant and painful. ‘I learnt to love it,’ she murmured, by way of explanation. ‘I don’t want you to do anything you’re not comfortable with,’ he claimed, but as he said it, his treacherous hands were itching to work the leather that would adorn her. He wondered what she would look like with her. Jessica worked with me in my department and was known as the company gossip. Playing the part of the poor put upon husband, I solemnly relayed the conversation I had with my wife, specifically how she had blindsided me with the request for divorce. The reason I called her, not the real reason, was that I was out on the town, drowning my sorrows and might not be into work the next day.I could hear the wheels turning in her head, as Jessica and I had flirted at work from time to time and she was. But, nothing prepared me for what I very recently discovered.Being another Saturday with her working, I decided to surprise her with a visit and lunch.I drove down to her office, and, surprise, her car was not there. I figured, ok, its lunch time, she may have gone to a place for lunch, so I looked up her phone location, with the thought of surprising her wherever she had gone to. To my surprise again, her phone showed it was turned off. Hmmm … definitely not what I expected.I decided to drive.