Oh no! Tomsaw what Pauline was pointing at. How did she find that! ?I?m sorry love, it?s not what it looks like.? He said toMary who just stood there...with a determined look on her face.?It?s exactly what it looks like.? Pauline snapped. ?Now we know what you do onthose business trips of yours. Having little wanks over dirty magazines. Ithink you should say sorry properly, on your knees.? For a moment or two Tom just stood there, looking from Maryto Pauline, from Pauline to Mary. The silence. Oh, shit." Sick?" No..." she tried to stagger to her feet. "If I came here with... whoever... I don't know if Hope got home." She did... I texted her after I got back. Lorraine replied — she was crashed out on the bed when she got back from her date with Tony." Another one." It seems to be the only thing this week that's happening more often than you getting drunk." I asked for that one, didn't I?" I'm just warming you up." Elspeth promised. "You're just going to be a barrel of laughs in the. An hour or so later I was just putting the finishing touches on my office when my office phone began ringing. I was so startled after the quiet morning I'd had so far, that I knocked several books off the shelf I was organizing. I fumbled for the phone, but by the time I'd answered it there was nothing but dial tone.I turned around, knelt down and began grabbing the books I'd knocked over."Oh! You are here!" I raised my head to see who had caught me crawling around on the floor of my new office. He lived in a decent looking house, once that looked like it would be a little much for a teachers salary. His wife probably had a really good job of some sort. Knocking on the door, I clinched my bag to me and waiting nervously. I had never been to a teacher's house before, it almost felt like being sent to the principals office. It was like that feeling that you had done something wrong. Now was time for my punishment, or something along those lines. “Hey Imogen,” Mr. Thomas said with a smile.