It was only nine thirty and it was a Saturday morning so she would let him get up when he was ready. It was getting on for two thirty in the afternoon...when she showed two young men out of the house. The day was going well and another five guy’s had fucked her since the early morning encounter with Rob. She had time to get ready for an out call and quickly look in on Tim before she went out.Tim was Tara’s only c***d and just coming up to fifteen he was becoming more aware of just how different. She openly told me that she was not looking for a relationship as she had plans for the next few years, but her staying away for a night on a couple of occasions led me to believe there was at least a ‘friend with benefits’ on the scene.One evening, out of the blue, she asked if she could ask me a question, and patted the sofa next to her. I sat down, obediently. “You know when I used your Mac to order something from Amazon the other day”, at this point I felt her right hand rest on my right. ”Surprise coloured my voice. “What on earth does His Grace the Duke of York want with me?”It was superfluous question. A mere cornet, even an ADC, as Carter appeared to be, would not be in the confidences of the Commander in Chief of the British Army, and Cornet Carter wisely ignored my question.“If I am to appear before the C in C I need to in a more fitting style of dress than at present.” I said.Cornet Carter nodded. “Your appointment is for eleven thirty, Sir, and your wife may accompany. "I played innocent, "Are you ok?"She was not able to hide her annoyance, "I am fine. Why wouldn't I be?"I continued to play ignorant, "Is it about before? I am really sorry. I didn't mean to come in when you were changing. I will speak to reception about finding me another room."She quickly objected, "No. It is not that. I just don't like the way you talk to Anna. I don't trust her. I don't want to see you hurt again."I didn't want to tease her too much but I liked that she wanted me to.