He pulled into the driveway and touched a door opening gadget. Paula'seyes widened as her garage door flew open. "Any son-of-a-bitch who peddlesthese ...hings for security merits whatever the law can ignore in the way ofcruel and unusual punishment," Smart-ass growled as he drove his Mark IVcautiously into the space for her Datsun. Paula opened the door and bolted. "Don't I even get a cup of coffee?"he asked plaintively as she shot into the kitchen. Both of her phones were ringing. She ignored. I look up at her.Tears stain the sides of her face before they disappear into the thickness of her auburn hair.“Isabel, what’s the matter?”She grins through the mist of tears. “Nothing. Carry on.”I move my hand from her body and caress the tears away. “You’re fibbing.”“No, T. It’ll be alright.”Shit, I think, it’s far from ‘alright.’I hesitate before I make the noble sacrifice. “You’re doing this for me ... not for us.”“I told you at the start. I love you.”I sit up and study her face. “This is. After the meal we went to a bar with played some pretty good 80s music if i may add haha, we all sat down and i got speaking to the older admin lady, shes 46 was wearing a nice top and a pair of jeans also looks ALOT like jane off eastenders, for the american people who dont know its a british soap and heres a picture of jane(who the lady looks like) http://www.virginmedia.com/images/slide-2-jane-beale.jpgAnyway i got speaking to her about mainly work asking her how to do certain jobs etc as. "A dog's temperature is several degrees higher than ours." I informed her, quite unnecessarily, but I had to say something and useless facts are always a good fall back."I wish we had a video camera." This was a new turn of events. Jill had never even wanted to pose for me if a camera was anywhere to be seen. Even on holiday, she would cover her topless tits up if the lens as so much swung her way."Really?" As a conversationalist, I wasn't really doing my part. "You really want to make a film?".