”Barbara stared at the photos spread the investigator spread out on the desk. She stared at them without understanding. It was definitely her husban..., photographed both entering and leaving a house. A time stamp in the lower right corner showed he had been inside almost an hour. “I don’t understand.”“This is your husband, Jerry Blockings?” Barbara nodded. “Mister Blockings was followed driving from his office to a house at this address.” Barbara stared without understanding. The address meant. ‘My you have grown Bill … that feels lovely … you’re going to be popular with those University girls no mistake’. I wasn’t porn star proportions but I’d developed a more then respectable package down there. ‘Maybe I could take it for a test drive before you set off for University’? ‘You mean …’? ‘Yes Bill … would you like to fuck me’? she whispered in my ear. I’d never heard Pam swear before and the use of the ‘f’ word made my cock twitch. ‘Oh Pam yes I’d love to fuck you but what if Frank. When she'd gone I got into Cliffs truck and he drove me back to his house. I remembered about his girlfriend as we pulled up and asked him about her. He said it was ok, she wasn't here and would be gone for the next couple of days so she wouldn't even know I'd been there. I wasn't quite sure how to take that, but after a moment it didn't matter. His friends pulled up behind us and I was kind of surprised and asked him. Did you know they were going to be coming over too? He said yeah, that he'd. " I suggested."Sure I remember," he said. "Are you telling me that Julie was that girl?" That's exactly what I'm telling you. Now that poor little girl can take care of herself for the day or so that I need to determine the lay of the land." Oh okay," he said. "I'm sorry I said anything. I'm not supposed to am I?" No you aren't. No matter how much better the TV drama would be, we aren't going to run off half cocked like the 7th Calvary to the rescue. It's not how things get done successfully in.