"Then she gave him a long look. "I just hope you know what you're doing."Chris agreed. "I sure hope so too." So, just how am I supposed to help unless...you tell me what's going on?" Lisa's expression left no doubt that she intended to hassle Chris until she found out."Lisa, please understand, I promised Shahia that I wouldn't talk to anyone about her." Come on, it's just me, I won't tell anyone, and I can really help." I know you can, but what can I do?" You can tell me." No! I promised, and it. Fucking slut, why couldn’t she leave him alone? Didn’t she get all she wanted? Freedom and all cock she could eat? Damn, why had he ever married her?He knew why.He knew it while lying awake. He knew it while not tasting his food, not finding the fun in a joke, or walking here into the sea breeze.He still loved the damn whore.Prue cried as her phone went dead.Of course he wouldn’t take her call – too busy fucking his slut, no doubt. She shook her head to get the images out of it. She must be. I was starting to think it might get serious. At least you have Zo? he said with a wry smile. He knew I liked her, but any man would find her attractive. “A bit too young I think,” I said smiling. “You going to the Munster match this weekend?” He noticed I changed the subject quickly but didn’t pursue it any further. After a few hours I jogged home and had a shower. I was pleased with my fitness which I thought to be exemplary of a man my age. I was 42, 6 feet 1 inch and quite muscled. It was a pleasure to meet you.”Holding out his hand, she graciously shook it and stared determinedly, “Indeed it was. Please, let me show you out and do come back soon. You will not recognise the place in a few weeks. If you have any more challenging requests, ask for me when you call.”The door closed behind him as he stepped out onto the pavement. The smell of the place clung to his jacket in the temperate breeze. Early summer sunshine provided the warmth to bask in the moment. .