Always tell me about problems like that, I know how to handle things.' He shook his head and sighed. 'So you've "never gone in for drugs." There seem ...o be a lot of things you aren't into, things we normally take for granted in this game.'Before we entered the villa, we looked at each other, eye to eye, for a few moments. He appeared to be waiting for me to say or do something, so I walked towards him and put a friendly arm round his shoulders. He hugged me briefly and then let me go. 'All. “Adam, are you sure you’re all right? You still seem kind of distant.”“Yes, I’m okay, but I think I’m gonna sign off for now. I’ll ping you in the morning.”“See that you do, Adam. I care about you, and you’re worrying me right now.”“I will, Susanna. Good night.”“Good night.”What was happening to me? It was as if I was submitting to Susanna. Twice I almost called her Mistress! How could that be? Yes, we were friends, but how much did I really know about her? I decided that I needed a good. It was clear that this wasn't the actual engagement but a kind of briefing session. I suddenly felt rather important, having to be given instructions for my new role, almost like an actress being told about the film she was being offered to star in. And again, that made a lot of sense, because I would almost certainly be acting a part when it came to the job itself.I met Ian at his office and was immediately impressed by how welcome he made me feel. He ushered me into a quiet room with glass. One thing led to another...You vaguely recall someone puking in the pool and your wife yelling at them. You know there will be hell to pay when you get up, so you try to hold onto those last few precious moments of silence. You know as soon as you open your eyes the hangover will hit and then she will start yelling again...A faint smell registers with your semi conscious brain. It's a female smell. Perfume or body wash, you're not really sure which. The one thing you do know is that it's not.