”“Which is?”“Go round to her place now and tell her what you have just told me.”“But–”“No buts. Go.”“I don’t know where she li...es. She left Gary and got a flat somewhere.”“Flat C, 245 Back King Street. It’s that converted cotton mill. Go now. Have the courage to tell her how you feel.”“How do you know her address, Cassie?”“You have her phone number on your mobile, I phoned and asked her.”“You talked to her?” I asked, so flabbergasted I forgot to be angry about her invasion of my privacy. The. You are doing what you must, to make a life for us what I adore. I have no legitimate complaint and, so, this morning, I again bathed, and combed, and perfumed, and dressed to leave an impression.I love this dressing gown. It barely covers my butt and its sheer fabric shows just enough of me. I am beautiful in this, I don’t doubt as beautiful as you thought I would be when you bought it. It’s panties are lovely as well, really more lingerie than dressing gown but we can pretend that that’s. She had a kink. She knew that now. But she needed someone to be on her side if she decided to act on it. "The odd thing about that night." "What's that?" "You'll think I'm nuts but I kinda liked some of it." "It seemed like you liked a whole lot of it." "Can we keep this confidential?" "Can I count on you for a cop favor if I need it?" Bullet countered. "Listen. I'll do whatever I can. Just don't kill anyone." "Good enough. What is this confidential shit you want to tell me?" "I'd like to do. Honestly Pat,sometimes you seem more like the wife than the husband in thismarriage."Feeling my male ego was getting bruised, I retorted quickly. "Cut thatout. Any more talk like that and I may have to put you over my knee toshow you who's the boss." Oh really! I'd just to love to see you try that. In fact that soundslike fun, tough guy. Come on outside and we'll see how tough you reallyare." As soon as we reached the front yard, Judy put the bags down."Ok, Pat, let's see how good you are.