The idea was that he would give me her phone number, and I would text her (from a secret pay as you go phone) as effectively a wrong number and hope t... engage her in chat. So I texted her something like "Thank you for a wonderful night last night, I had a terrific time and hope to see you again soon" and waited to see whether she took the bait.Pretty quickly she came back with "I think you have the wrong number" and a crying laughing emoji- so at least I had her intriuged. I texted back "Nice. He said if I said anything he would hurt me bad, make my life a misery. Forget about him Steve he’s a bad man, an evil man.”“Where is he?”“He race’s with other drivers for money now.”Where?“Please forget about him and carry on with your life.”Where does he race, Sarah? I shouted.“On Sunday they race at Lieutenant Ellis Way, near Cheshunt in Broxbourne.”“That’s the road after the big roundabout for the M25, near Broxbourne FC!” Chris shouted from behind. Lisa and Jane turn to him, giving him a. It seemed that I spent more time at Sharon's house then I did at my own apartment with my wife, but even so it worked out Kim and I had conflicting hours at our jobs and I did enjoy fixing things.One night Kim and I were sitting down to have dinner together at our apartment for the first time in months. As we ate dinner we talked about each other's day's events, and during the conversation Kim brought up our bills and the cost of the apartment and everything that went with it. I was confused. I could hear them moving around. I started the bacon and scrapple and stirred the potatoes so they wouldn't burn. They were in was the biggest frying pan we had and filled it to the brim. I added some parsley to them along with a few finely cut green peppers to add flavor. I also had bread waiting in the toaster to make toast. I cooked a full pound of bacon and had the second ready to go and the same with the scrapple. Everything was nearly finished. The toast went down and I started frying.