Jenny knows Cathy can imagine that for herself.Cathy squeezes Jenny's hands in encouragement. She feels she has to provide some explanation for Angela...'s bitterness and aggression. "Jenny, when you were away, Angela called me in to speak with her and showed me a paper from a Russian journal which she thought meant that another research group was getting ahead with the problem you were working on. Did Angela say anything about it?" Yes", replies Jenny. "She did. She told me that I had given her. That's nothing but the artificial drama of manipulation, and a neurotic cry for attention. Besides..." Yeah, I know. When you leave, you just leave. I've left more than my own share of bad relationships in precisely that same way."Frank reached for his wine glass before settling back again."So you didn't really know that he'd left yet?" Christy asked eagerly, sitting forward on the edge of her chair now."Oh, I knew. I just didn't realize what it meant. All I could say for sure was that a warm. 'But I'm going to change things around. You will both have six of the best with the slipper. This slipper,' he said, flexing the leather in his hand,' and then we will have a caning, or something similar. I'll decide how many strokes at the time.''Something similar?' I asked. What do you mean?'He didn't answer, just gave me a wicked smile. 'You first Laura. Over here please.' He gestured at the centre of the floor. In the perfect spot for the camera. I stood and walked slowly across the floor,. “Now do you think you could tell me which lucky guy is on your mind?”Megan chewed her upper lip adorably and fidgeted with herself. Finally, after a short sigh, she quickly and quietly blurted out, “Carson Carter.”It would be Carson, wouldn’t it? “Carson, huh?” I asked.She nodded shyly. “I have science class with him this semester, and I knew he was your friend from last semester, and…”“You want to ‘know him better?'” I asked, holding up air quotes.She nodded. “I love being with you, and you’re.