I was woken around midnight by my phone ringing. It was Renee.“Hey sweetie, what’s up” trying hard to wake up.“Um…. I just wanted to talk t... someone” she whispered.“Are you at home?”“Yeah, can’t sleep.”“OK what can I help you with?” I was a little puzzled by this but it seemed like she needed to say something.“Robbie,… he…. Um he hurt me” I was wide awake now.“What do you mean he hurt you Renee?“We were out tonight and went his friends place after but he was drunk and still wanted sex. I. " What shoooo..." I started to say before it dawned on me what she haddiscovered. It was my high heels. My 5" stiletto, black patent leatherheels... the heels that I wear when she wasn't around. They had been hiddeep in the closet jumble."Those... those are mine".She didn't say another word and neither did I. We stared at each otherfor what felt like eternity then she smiled the tiniest of smiles andwalked away.Not knowing what to do, I did the only thing I could think of at thatmoment - I kept. ”“Now that’s cool!” I agreed.We walked around checking out the miniature city, as well as important Dutch landmarks which were represented in miniature - Schiphol airport, the Rijksmuseum, tulip fields, windmills, and the port of Rotterdam. Hans told me that Disney had copied some ideas from the park for the ‘Storybook Land’ canal ride at Disneyland in California. At the end of our tour, which took just under two hours, we stopped in the gift shop and I bought some small models for the boys to. When I picked them up, there were two photographs, both of you." Of me? Whatever would Jamie want photos of me for?" You like Jamie, don't you?" Of course I do, he's a sweetie. Always polite, good looking, intelligent, and he always pretends he's pleased to see me." Because he is, silly. Anyway, back to the photographs. I want your promise, on oath, that you will never reveal this conversation to anyone, without my express permission. Especially not to Jamie." You're serious aren't you?" said.