I paced trying to calm down a bit. Once she was on her feet, I charged towards her side. Ala didn’t have a hope. I skidded to a halt just as I reach...d her. She’d spun to face me, and I reared and dropped my hoofs on her shoulders and drove her down.My hoof drew blood, and I forced myself to back up and not ram my horn into her exposed throat. This time I backed off and turned away to the fence to collect my clothes. I changed and dropped to my knees. I was breathing shallow and had to heal. "There was a short pause, and then Mrs. Travers dropped her bomb. "I haven't had a really good time in quite some time."It took me a moment to find my voice, "Really?" Was the best I could manage.She stared at me, reached up an adjusted an earring, let her eyes slowly drop to my readily apparent bulge and said, "Why don't you drop by tomorrow, say around four? You can tell me all about how you entertained my daughter tonight."I waited for her to continue, and when she didn't, I said, "At four,. All of the apartments are all the same, just mirror images of each other so my bedroom, bathroom, and hallway are right up again Jerome's. I could clearly hear the sounds of the two of them talking but the voices were very muffled other than my wife's occasional laughing. This went on for some time, maybe twenty or so minutes. This gave me some hope knowing that most women Jerome takes home would already be in bed with him. It was almost another ten minutes of listening when everything seemed. The videos and photos demonstrated this well. According to the last written report the wife did not know the true paternity of Jenny. Jenny preferred her dad to her mother.I reread the reports, re-watched the videos, looked at the photos again and I was in the deepest shit in my entire life. When you are in front of a big problem, you know you have to solve, but you know the consequences on how it will affect your own life. Unfortunately this case was the other way around, because I was before.