Jill could tell I had the hots for her and she would often brush past me or lean over me in the office making little inuendos.It was Friday evening an... we were the last two in the office, she had let it slip earlier in the week that her husband was away for the weekend, "you fancy a drink" i asked really meaning "i'm going to try and fuck you".We got to a wine bar and soon as the wine flowed the chat turn to sex and fantasies. She was wearing a black short skirt and white top, her firm breasts. Especially not him.A knock at the door tore Rhys from his thoughts. He looked from the door to the smoking ball of burning fabric in the fireplace. Snarling, he dashed across the room and yanked the door open. Sen took a hasty step backwards, the mug and bowl on her tray rattling dangerously.“Not a good time?” she asked. “Who’s in there now? Idunn?”“Give it a rest already,” Rhys snarled. He took the breakfast tray and slammed the door in Sen’s face.“Hey, is something burning in there?” he heard. " She said as she started the carWhen she did the car made a terrible screaming noise like it was about to come apart. Mrs. Wilson looked truly scared at the terrible noise."This car is going fall apart on me yet but it is all I have." She said"Pull it over to the service bay. I know what that is and I can fix it quick." I said"I can't pay! I have no money!" She said with another note of panic in her voice"No problem! It's just a noisy fan belt. No charge to fix it," I saidShe pulled it over. .. and where it had lead her?Tears brimmed her eyes and trickled down her face. She had finished her second cup of coffee and brandy, and she still didn't feel an better. It was now four days since she had seen Harvey and had allowed herself to be so disgustingly used, and things seemed to be getting worse.Dear God, what am I to do? Betty wept helplessly, unable to hide her misery and unhappiness any longer.At that moment, the phone rang.For a long second, Betty stared at the instrument, hardly.