I began my search with where she worked and found clues that lead me to where I have parked now. I could tell it was going to be a bit of a trek to ge... there but I wasn’t afraid. I put my gun in my holster and grabbed the wooden sword I always kept on cases like these and began the trek up to the house, using the trees as cover. As I got closer to the house I heard screams and pulled out my gun. I leaned around a tree and noticed someone looking out the window. I recognized that face. An. I drove over to Stonington and made my delivery and then drove home. I was trying to think of something I could do to help Billy and also Theresa. She didn't need this from him and I knew she'd take it bad if she found out. Finally I decided that I had to get Ellen in on it too. I figured Ellen could do some investigating and find out more about Billy's girlfriend, like she had done with Joan in their assault on B.D. Poynton. Her mind was more devious than mine, and she could be colder and more. I've let her know it's not my style to create confusion between two people. She insists there's no confusion. He has his life, and she's become nothing more than a roommate and housekeeper. Reportedly, he hasn't touched her in several years.I agreed to meeting with her, in-person, to more deeply discuss what she's seeking. As we met for the first time, I was able to see her (other than on cam), and to smell her. God, she's not only lovely, her aroma - natural and perfume-based, is delightful.. While she was telling me all that she was blubbering and all I could do was sit there, listen and keep a fresh drink in front of the both of us. Finally, just to shut her up I said:"Will you stop that? You are attractive, very much so, so stop beating yourself up and lets dance."I pulled her out of the booth and drug her out onto the dance floor. Human nature being what it is I unintentionally reinforced my telling her that she was attractive. The smell of her hair, her perfume, my lack of sex.