You didn’t actually tell her we were sleeping together, did you?”“No, but you have to figure she made that assumption when I made the comment ab...ut not being able to keep her man.”“Maybe. Her mind wouldn’t necessarily go there because she has a picture of me which doesn’t match reality.”“The reality that you’ve had sex partners beyond Jocelyn.”“Yes. That’s doubly so because you made the point about her dad not letting her date. Tasha MAY have assumed that was the point — she can’t date, so she. This was different, though. This was money.Pete got off fairly easy, even so. He was what he said he was: a 48-year-old bachelor with a history of serial monogamies, a modest career as a free-lance writer after 20 years at a variety of trade magazines the like of "Small Animal Veterinary Assistants Monthly." He had no family left except a distant cousin in Pittsburgh who had him confused with her ex-husband's nephew, the nephrologist.There were several speeding tickets, all paid, and a. The day then appears to go on like normal as I sit bored on the edge of Liam's sun lounger. My sister mocks me 'Cheer up Chris it aint all that bad'I retort to my sister that I am fine and bark at her to leave me alone.'Mate dont have a go at your sister it was our fucking fault.' responds.My mum decides to remedy the situation, 'I think the issue is boys he is bored now his book has floated away'I cant see Liam smirking but I can feel it.'Can I ask you a question love, do you have any issues. As always she listened to my every word and asked me some questions about what went on. Most of her questions I just couldn’t answer and she said something that sent a shiver down my spine, “I think you might have been drugged.” I didn’t want to believe it. I couldn’t believe it. Who would have done such a thing? When I asked her that question she said one name that again sent a shiver down my spine, “Scott.” I didn’t want to believe her so I changed the subject. As always she seemed to.