It was always Little things like what caused me to zero in on this or that. It was on the third day after the big blow up that I realized I had been h...r adviser longer than I realized. I was more involved in her murder mystery than I had realized. It was also the day that I confronted her.“Alison how long have you been taping our conversations?” I asked as we walked early in the morning chill.“To be honest from the beginning. I felt like it was my payment for helping you rub your son in laws. The bed was made, my clothes picked up off the floor and the curtains were open. It was a beautiful winter day. She had been busy, not that she was responsible for the sunshine.I went over and sat beside her at the desk. I watched her reading."I'm John," I finally said.She looked over at me, tipping her head to look over her glasses at me. "I know."She went back to reading. When she finished the chapter, she closed the book. I sat there, baffled. What the Hell was going on?"Coffee? Lisa said. Red and white pleatedskirts and deep V necked sleeveless tops the red pullover sports bras, andlace trimmed red satin panty's. He felt his breath catching in his throatas he thought about what he would look and feel like in the full uniform.He slipped on the three inch cork open toe wedges, then as if in a trancehe found himself at the back door.He felt tears welling up in his eyes as he thought about how much he wantedhis own undies to match the uniform. Before he knew it he was standingunder. The fact that this had been their clear intention from the start did nothing to reduce my concerns. Their kiss ended. Sam smiled at me and though I remained worried, it was her real smile, the one that says I love you, the smile she gives me when we meet unexpectedly or when I do something that gives her pleasure. She is incredibly sensitive to my needs and moods. When I offered myself to her, even though she knew full well how I earn my living, she had promised to care for me, to protect me.