I saw her open her mouth to speak but she didn’t. I think she was lost for words for the first time since I had met her.We arrived at the restaurant... I had selected one that was a long way away from where we lived. I didn’t want anyone who knew Shirley to see her out with someone who was not her husband. It was a high-class restaurant and the food and service was five star. We finished our meal and made our way to my car. I opened her door for her and walked around to the driver’s seat but just. For once you don’t hold all the cards. We have the monitoring devices you planted in the house and unless you have a federal warrant permitting you to plant them, you’re in deep shit. Intelligence gathering in the continental US is waaaay outside your charter. On top of that I’m pretty sure I can make a damned good case for an investigation of the CIA for attempted murder. As for you making us disappear… well good luck to ya pal. There are at least a dozen people who know we came here today.. He had fucked her, she had been told, for over an hour, and had cum inside her, AT HER INSISTENCE, 3 times. Her last time she had fainted, and her friends had carried her to bed and put her down for the night. She had been a little sore the next morning, but there had been no lasting ill effects. She had been told that he was from Morocco. She had seen him around campus, several times, but had only spoken to him one time, and that was to thank him for showing her a good time. Bruce was FAR from. “We have finally made the decision to have you sectioned.” “What?!” “Admitted to the hospital for some intensive therapy for your illness.” “Mother… I’m not ill. Please don’t-” Patricia interjected, “nothing you say will change my mind Charlotte. Just remember the last time that you were left here by yourself…” She was right, what had happened when she and Mr Moore had last been on a business trip and left Charlotte at the house by herself would make any parent weary. Lottie sunk back into her.