It said simply "I need your help." I tried hard to figure out who it could be, but I couldn't think of anyone. The number was unfamiliar, and I though... about ignoring it entirely, but instead I wrote back and asked who it was. The message back floored me, "It's Cat, I hope you don't mind, I got your number from Maddie's contact sheet."Holy shit! I could not believe this was happening. For the past week I had been doing a lot of thinking, trying to figure out how and when I could bump into Cat. Yep, this will do for my personal weapon, I thought. I also saw a nice lady's hammerless pistol with a two inch barrel that I thought would be perfect for Sarah. I remembered she wanted a nine, but this she could carry in a small holster, or in her pocket or purse while she worked. I picked it out and then looked for a backup weapon for me for my ankle holster. I found a beautiful stainless Sig Sauer with the extended mags in the .380 caliber. I had really liked that gun when I was in France so. I also decided not to be so trustworthy of Steve. Trust would have to be earned all over again.I did tell him if it ever happened again that there would be no more second chances."Mary, believe me. It won't happen again." He went to kiss me but I turned my head. I told him I wasn't ready for that.Our first night in bed together I told him to not even try. He told me he could wait till I was ready. I really did want him but wasn't going to make it that easy for him.A week went by and Steve said. After having a good time with the nurse I had confessed the fact to Priya a very good friend of mine to whom I can nerve lie…. She was angry on my this instinct and at the same time she stopped talking to me and I explained the fact that was not my mistake this took her a long time to understand and she started talking to me as normal. And parallel connection was still on with the nurse she use to call me when she is alone at home I had my regular visits there on an average thrice a week. One.