He decided to see if he found “a friend” as he called me. I thought not much of it. Invited him in for a beer. “Mark” came in and said, thanks...to the beer. I was on my fourth so far. We chatted a few minutes and I asked if he had a wife. He said he did in fact have one, but it didn't stop him. I laughed. I had to unload some beer, excused my self to the restroom. When I opened the door, Mark was there, he grabbed my arm, pulled me to him and kissed me. I was half drunk and sobering up fast, but. The Beast led Rose past an ancient grandfather clock, up a staircase and across a landing where he pushed open a door and gestured for her to enter. “I trust this is adequate,” he said.Stepping into through the door, Rose found herself in a high ceilinged bedroom complete with dresser, clothes chest, wardrobe, chaise longue and four-poster bed. “More than adequate,” she confirmed. “Indeed, it is far more than I have ever owned for myself.”“Excellent,” said The Beast, though his tone failed to. I swallowed the anguish in my throat. I had wanted vindication but allI felt was cold and mirthless. That bitch was still smiling back at mefrom the photo.I heard the jingle of keys. My roommate was home. I shook my head andwiped the tears in my eyes. Good. I needed a diversion.My roommate was... well, I guess you could say that Kyle and I were alittle more than just roommates. We had history, for better or forworse. On-again off-again was a good way of putting it. Currently verymuch. “Let me get with my husband. I’m sure that we can work it out for tonight, or tomorrow night,” Eve replied.“Either one will work,” Jenny said. “So, you will call with a definite time?”“Of course,” Eve promised.“So what now?” Jenny asked me.“We are going to church,” I said. “Leave the whiteboards set up but turn them around so they are not visible to the casual observer. In other words the pakie maid.”“Racist,” Jenny said.“Don’t even go there,” I demanded.We were in the car headed for church,.