Even down there, in the gloom of the lonely empty corridor, she had not once feltthreatened by him. The big scruffy doctor was one of the first men sh... had not felt uncomfortable with. 'Yes,' she surmised to herself as she fiddled to fit her key into the laboratory door. 'Perhaps I was wrong there. Weird implied something unsavoury, something threatening. Odd however, just hinted at farce orcomedy. The man may have been sad and dysfunctional but not dangerous.' Victoria Williams did not. "What? No, god no. "Cynthia, I'm not, no. I'm not. This is Cali's fault."The name seemed to stun Cynthia. She shook her head slightly. "Cali? Themaid? What are you talking about?" She made me wear these clothes," I explained. "All I did was offer tohelp her with some of the laundry and--" Wait," Cynthia interrupted. "You offered to help. The maid. With thelaundry? And what did she do?" She said if I was going to help with girl's work I had to look like agirl. She made me wear this."Cynthia. She didn’t even mind when he called Althea and she had not the slightest notion who Althea was and didn’t want to break his concentration by asking the question.Her husband was spending more and more time on the job and she suspected he was bonking one of the secretaries at his place of employment. She didn’t mind that as much as she worried he would get into trouble and possibly lose his only source of income and all their household money that paid all the bills.Her concern was so severe that. Hurriedly he dressed in his clericals and as he closed his Roman collar, he seemed to be a bit more distant to her. She finished buttoning her sundress and looked at her silk panties lying on the end of the bed. He picked them up, folded them into a small square and tucked them into his pant’s pocket. Kissing him lightly, she said ‘I will wait for your call late this afternoon.’ And she went quietly out the door and down the stairs into the early dawn. Fr Frank began the prayers of Divine.