"No," he went on, "some cousin of the wife's visitin', and I just had to get away from her husband, pompous ass, expert on almost everythin', ex coppe... y'know, they're always the same."Absolutely, oh yes, indeed I did know him, Chief Superintendent, and a Yorkshire man to boot. Well y'know what they say, you can always tell a Yorkshire man, you just can't tell him very much. And when he's a copper you can't tell him anything."Yes, I left him snoozin' after a big lunch, and plenty of Australian. After we married I quit because it would not work having husband and wife working in the same office. I kept busy though by volunteering to work 2 hours each day at the local food bank.One hot summer morning I was in my bedroom getting ready to go down town. I only had my panties on while I decided if I should wear a bra or not. I also examined my breasts for lumps. I heard a wolf whistle come from the open window, and I looked up to see my new neighbor leering at me from his bedroom window. My name’s Carla, by the way,? she added, almost as an afterthought. Victoria stuck her hand through the bars. ?Thanks. I’m Victoria, but you can call me Tori if you like. ?Good to meet you, Tori,? said Carla, shaking her hand more firmly than one would in an ordinary situation, almost as though she were offering comfort. ?I don’t know if Danika knows anything, but I guess you could try her and see if she knows where the fuck we are.? Tori nodded. ?I’ll do that.? She crawled. You’d save that for the person you’re married to.’ ‘Intimate sex should only be shared with the person you love. As a man and a faithful husband, my marriage is based on love, trust and respect. If those three things aren’t there, then it isn’t a marriage as far as I’m concerned.’ She was quiet as she stood looking out the kitchen window. I think I began to suspect something then. Her attitude and behavior were telling me that she was hiding something and it had to do with the subject at hand..