But I knew I had no right to be angry – because I was the one who’d started us on this path. By all means not just me, but way back when Jill had ...een with Chris and had suggested stopping, I’d been the one who told her I thought we couldn’t unwind what we’d started.I’d been the one who’d encouraged us to attend the swinger party and meet with Daryl. I’d been the one who’d nudged her to that fateful dinner with Rocco and Chris and who’d then agreed to her multi-week road trip with Chris. And. I lazily got out of bed, put my dressing gown on and went to see what she wanted. She was looking quite stern which was most unlike her ?sit down young lady? she snapped at me. I did as I was told and sat at the kitchen table, grateful I was seated becuase I felt sure my knees would have given way with the shock at what happened next.She thrust a pice of paper under my nose ?care to explain this Emily?, god I was mortified, how on earth had she got hold of it. ?Well, I’m waiting?, she. The key is under the door.Take your camera."With that, the caller hung up.Johnson raced for his camera.This was the kind of tip-off that reporters dreamed of.Johnson usually specialised in celebrity and racy scoops; itwas not that uncommon for him to receive such calls.He found his digital camera and began dressing in a whirlwind of activity.Half an hour later he was jogging up the stairs of the hotel.He kneeled down outside room 106 and tugged the key out from under the door.He unlocked the. Somehow we decided early on that it really wasn’t that kind of relationship. My job involved a fair amount of traveling and eventually I was sent for a series of meetings to her home town. I couldn’t resist and pinged off a text. “Hey Megan, guess what? I’ll be in town next week. How about finally meeting up and having that coffee?” It didn’t take long for the reply to come back. “Hey handsome! That would be wonderful. Let me know where and when.” Being a business trip I ended up staying in.