.. mother. I'm so sorry. I know I hurt you. I'm so ... sorry." You forgot something I told you when you learned I was a wizard, MP. I told you I could...always tell when someone was lying. Ronny said he was an "A" student—lie; homecoming king—lie; star athlete—lie. The only things he said that weren't lies were when he said you were beautiful. That was the truth." I paused to give MP my hankie so she could blow her nose. I continued when she had finished. "I knew you were lying when you told me. That was nearly 18 months ago, and I was still no closer to getting my dream job as a fireman. I was sat at the side of the exam hall and my eyes scanned over the sea of students eagerly scribbling away. My attention was drawn to a brown haired girl who was sitting quite close to me. She was wearing a pencil skirt and a tight fitting shirt, which were showing off her ample breasts. As she leaned forward I had a delicious view of her cleavage, and could clearly see that she had a red bra on. The reaction I got wasn’t exactly what I’d been expecting.“Woo-hoo. Hey, girl, My boy said you had a hot body, and he wasn’t lying to his old mother. I tell you, girl, I wish I’d had a body like that after my first two children! Maybe Jason’s father would have stayed at home a little more!”Jason’s mum’s comments nearly felled me with shock, but her next words finished the job. “Claire, dear, I can’t believe your husband is silly enough to still be in New York and let you run around down here. I’m going to let him take me. I’m going to give myself to him, allow him to do anything he wants, anything all.His room was one of the most expensive, situated on the top floor with panoramic views over Dockland and the Thames. Its opulence stunned me. I had seen the price of these rooms when I booked ours. It was the kind of room visiting heads of state might take, the aristocracy, the elite of the pop and film world, Arabs sheikhs or overturned African dictators. But at the time I did not.