"What are you talking about?" his voice sounded hollow."I hired a private investigator," she said, her voice stronger now. "After I smelled her perfum... all over your clothes. I have pictures, Phillip."Phillip, knowing that he was boffing his secretary long, deep, and continuous, had no trouble believing that there might be documentation, even though he thought he'd been discreet. He tried throwing himself on Roberta's mercy."I'm sorry, baby," he said, his voice choking with emotion. "It was. I just wanted to make sure you were safe and sound,” Brad said. “I’m just in bed ready to sleep, all safe and sound. Thank you for checking on me Brad,” I told him. “Sleep well and I’ll call you around lunch and let you know what time I’ll be there to pick you up tomorrow night,” he said softly. “Sounds great to me, I’m really looking forward to it. By the way, is your full name Bradley?” I asked him. “Yes… yes it is. Why?” he asked me. “I like that better for you. Do you mind if I call. I listened to a couple of the voicemail messages; Steph was bouncing between screaming and begging; I couldn’t work out from what she was saying whether she was hurting and sorry because she’d betrayed me, or because she’d been caught. My money was firmly on the latter.I dropped the boxes of her stuff off at her folks place at seven in the evening while they were visiting her in hospital. I put a separate letter in their mailbox, apologizing again to them for the way I’d been forced to handle. Her figure was always hidden by the bulky clothes that she wore at work. I whistled at her as she walked out onto the patio and she paled. I told her that I was sorry but she was so pretty that I couldn't help myself. Peggy and Brenda were already in the pool.Paula sat in a chair next to the pool and resisted Brenda and Peggy's urging to get in the pool. After several minutes of coaxing they got out of the pool and sat down next to their guest. It wasn't until they started to get out of the.