From his vantage point he most likely missed my exchange with Tiny Dancer. But to be honest, if the audio had sounded interesting, he could have taken...a few steps and probably gotten a good telephoto shot of us. I supposed that it was possible that he had already done that.Nothing much happened until a couple of hours later when the mag 7 theme began playing somewhere in my apartment. I had to hunt the phone down before I could answer it. "Hello," I said on the fifth or sixth ring."What kind of. They sat by the wall telephone in the kitchen of her parent's house, dropped there and forgotten when she went to the hospital. "Really," she sputtered as the lifeguard and beach officer closed rank on her and she rolled her eyes in exasperation.As she meekly walked to the kiddies area debarked by heavy rope and buoy type floats that even at high tide allowed children to go no deeper in the water than four or five feet, Waif sighed heavily. Then she saw what might be the only redeeming thing. ’ ‘Oh for god’s sake Mike just tell me!’ ‘Ok when you were away I saw Tom at a bar and he wasn’t alone.’ ‘What are you saying?’ ‘I’m saying he was with another woman.’ ‘Well he has a lot of female friends, work colleagues it doesn’t mean anything was going on.’ ‘No your right it was probably just a work mate they must have been working on a French kissing project!’ My blood runs cold. ‘What?’ ‘They were very clearly together Steph they stumbled out of the bar with their hands all over one. Eventually she stopped and looked at me. “Now you have kissed a girl.” She smirked and walked away from me towards the bedroom and stopped at the door way. She turned at me winked, and patted her ass, and walked into the room and shut the door. I stood their confused. What no that can’t be it. I won’t let that be it. I’m not gonna leave. I walked towards her bedroom door and opened it.There she was, knelt down on all fours on the mattress on the floor, with her clothes in the corner of the.