She had stuttered her way through that description."I was raped?" she asked."Don't worry about that now," said Claire. "We'll talk about that later. P...ul was disillusioned because of that, right?" Yes. He said I wanted it to happen." Did you want it to happen?" No. I hated it." That answer was delivered in a flat voice proving the effect of Claire's posthypnotic suggestion against worry."All you need to remember, when you wake up, is that he was unhappy with the marriage." He was unhappy," said. You can cast me as some narcissist if you want. I really don’t care. I’m not asking anyone to act like I’m perfect. I like hanging out with you guys because you’re fun. The past month hasn’t been fun. That’s the extent of my thoughts.”“You really think I’ll get tired of him?” Hailey asked her passenger. It was something Phil had brought up, too.“Of course we do!” Tiffany said from the backseat where she was sprawled out. “You use your looks and sex to keep him interested. You keep saying that. By next week my project had been cancelled and I told her I guess I wasn't going to be in her town after all. I wasn't planning on making a 1-1/2 hour drive for a case of blue balls, so I said thanks anyway. She then knocked me out by saying, "well aren't you going to come down and visit me anyway?" Now I was really confused because there is no way the hottest woman I have ever met could be interested in me, but I said sure anyway just in case. The night I arrived she met me out at a club happy. " Susan swallowed. Please don't let the damned alarm go off, she prayed. She stepped forward. Immediately, a shrill, shrieking siren sounded. The security guard instructed Susan to place her purse on the conveyor belt. Susan did as she was told. "Walk through again," the guard ordered as she reset the alarm. Susan followed the guard's instruction, and the alarm shrieked again. "Do you have anything metal on your person?" the guard asked. Susan couldn't bring herself to mention the ring.