It was just my imagination. After the shower, I made breakfast and left for the office leaving a note for my son on the table. I told him in the note ...o have breakfast, and lock the door when he would be leaving for his work. A duplicate key of my house was also there next to the note on the table. After that nothing hardcore happened between us for three days. He starred at my cleavage all the time, he checked out my legs while watching T.V with me in the living room. He also brushed his hand. He may not be the smartest, but he has a heart of gold and the temper to use it.’ Prior to this talk, Weissme hadn’t been sure Rasta considered Majgen to be insolent. His suspicion of it was based purely on statistics, every other teacher he had talked to had such an opinion of Majgen. The praise from Weissme, backed by the honesty of the genuine respect he felt towards Rasta — in the area of patience and temper — distracted Rasta even more than first name basis had. The Femaron remained. I’d positioned her with her back to the bed and I went to the punishment chest for what I needed next. It was a lash I’d kept out of Bad Matt’s hands until now. I knew it was something Beck would gush over if she’d realized it was there. I wasn’t sure about this one and I hadn’t been able to test it properly, but if it went too far, I could toss it aside for something less extreme.“Count, Slave!” I snapped and swung it experimentally, aiming at her lower back.She screamed and jumped in. "But in my experience the paper trail doesn't lie."Emmanuel had always been a family friend, but he was seriously getting on Adam's nerves. "What are you saying?" I'm just telling you the facts," Emmanuel said. "But I would be very careful how I proceed. Adultery is not a crime. Bigamy is." He cast a heavy gaze at Adam's engagement ring.The truth was, Adam couldn't blame Emmanuel for being suspicious. Whoever was doing this – maybe some kind of bizarre identity thief – was thorough, so thorough.