On the other side of the door I stand quietly for a moment. I know Claire's house almost as well as my own from the countless hours of watching her go...about her business. I have all I require in a bag on my shoulder. I calmly walk to the table and begin decanting all the tools of my sordid trade onto the coffee table in the living room. I pause a moment and consider how dangerous my plan is. Do I stop now and forget this whole thing while no one's any the wiser? No. I press on. 10:35 I hear a. I sat on my seat and no one tried to touch me. It was around seven when I got off the train. It was two hour journey with bus from here. So I got in bus and was feeling very sorry about what happened last night. I was too much angry on my husband. I thought that it wouldn’t have happened if my husband was along with me. I was blaming him for all mistakes. I thought, what if he comes to know about it. But then my mind hit me, how will he know about it. How will he ever come to know about it,. " "Good to meet you, Chad," Dalton finished, returning a firm handshake. Chad felt momentarily lost. Even though Dalton was probably in his late 20's compared to Chad's mid 30's, this guy could have been his dorm buddy, his science lab partner, or even his fraternity brother. He looked just like all the other jocks he played tennis and baseball with on weekends. Hell, he looked good enough to introduce to his sister. What the hell was he doing in a piss-smelling rest room giving blow. Sarah ran a hand through Greg's beard looking into his eyes."Are you sure you want to share me with Rocco? You don’t have to you know" Greg nodded as he listened to her."Well, you have shared me with Jolene and Rocco. Besides I like him and trust him." Greg smiled lifting her off of him and stood her on her feet. “Where would you like Rocco now? I do believe he earned his turn.”Sarah laid down on the desk in front of Greg. She smiled at Greg. “I want to have him here on Don’s desk like you have.