On the weekends, Jennifer's lazy, feline stretches often led to the lovers staying in bed, and starting the day with mutual smiles of satisfaction.Whi...e Jennifer was circumspect outside the home, he guessed her friends suspected their relationship. Michele and Sally smiled at him more often than ever, but nobody said anything in Frank's hearing.Frank wasn't sure about his assistant Mary, but he wouldn't have bet that she didn't know. Mary knew both Frank and Jennifer well, and it was hard to. "There's more than one way to skin a cat," I said. "You can always put a skin ON the cat."She laughed. "Yeah, I guess so," Jolene said, "but..." You just need to find a guy who'll take care of it," I said.Jolene looked at me directly again. "Are you that kind of guy?" I could be," I said, realizing that we'd gone a long way from casual banter."Good," she said, smiling. Then she waited."Uh... Would you like to go out some time?"Jolene couldn't go out any night soon. She had to baby-sit her. Didn't," she said, looking away and swallowing.Trina was scrutinizing her very closely. Oh god! Laura thought. She knows. She hates me. But then Trina changed the subject abruptly, either to throw Laura off guard, or out of genuine interest."You know, you look just like that model? The one in the Victoria's Secret ads?" Stephanie?" Laura threw her head back and laughed, a little affectedly, which also embarrassed her. "Stephanie Seymour? She's really my twin ha ha." Really?"Laura stopped. I was fairly certain that Ronald was screwing different girls at the office because he started coming home with lipstick on his collar and sometimes even on his jockey shorts with the unmistakable outline of lips right on the front of his briefs. It was like he didn't really care if I knew or not because he stopped trying to hide his indiscretions from me. It was almost like a slap in the face but I still stayed loyal and never brought up the subject of his "fooling around" because I liked.