As part of my job I had to talk to some potential clients and got up to mingle Wendy just stayed at the table.After about 20 minutes I looked back at ...he table to see Wendy talking to a couple of guys and sipping a drink. I wondered what she was doing, I never thought she would actually drink anything as she never does. I walked back over to the table to check on her and saw she was ok and talking to guys from one of our other offices. She and I talked for a minute. She knew she would be. Where did you used to live? What does your mom do? What does your dad do? Why did they move here?’ If a heavyweight prize fighter were to punch you square in the gut it wouldn’t hurt as much as the heavy brick that now sat in Zoe’s. The questions she was just asked not only brought up the painful memories of her deceased mother and her absentee father but also the sting that she quickly realized she was going to lie to Riley. ‘We used to live in Texas. My dad is some computer programmer whiz. ??I’m amazed that you remain sane and no one even suspects your other life.??What about you? Do your colleagues know of your dreams? Or are you, in their eyes, Miss prim and proper Miss Grearson???No, I keep fantasies to myself and I doubt anyone at work suspects what goes on in my mind when I lie in bed at night. As a woman, will I be subjected to the rapes and punishments or will I be able to get my own back and flog a few men???I think it depends on your mind and the thoughts the mirror gets. I'll be happy to drive you there if you want," I offered. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, while I silently panicked inside; afraid I had gone too far."Thanks, Billy, but what about your job? And …I'm completely soaked through," she said as she pointed both hands down at her drenched uniform."Don't worry about me," I was quick to reply, "I won't be working today. The job site will be underwater after this much rain. There's a coffee shop just ahead. We could stop and pick up some hot.