”She smiled without humor. “You know, I really hate it when people say that. What you mean is I didn’t mean for you to find out. Of course you k...new it would hurt me, otherwise you wouldn’t have snuck around.”I didn’t say anything.“I just keep wondering how you could be so stupid. You saw what happened with me.” She took a sip of her coffee and looked me over. “Do you really think you’ll be any different? What the hell do you guys do together, besides sex? He’ll grow bored of you, if he isn’t. "Yes I think so," I replied as I ran through a mental check list knowingthat once we were on our way it would be too late to return."Did you pack you new golf outfits and golf shoes?" she asked as shewalked into the room and ran a critical eye over my travel outfit. "Ohyes I like that it really suits you." Thanks," I replied, "I did, do you think these shoes are suitable." I'd say they are a sensible choice."It was a Friday morning and I would soon be heading off for a longweekend of golf with. Yes, this is our guest." She continued to shaft his throat as if it were something you always did while having conversation with a third party. "William ... James. James ... you can't see him right now, but William is my butler. William, go upstairs and get that bag of clothes I bought yesterday. Leave it in the main living room. Oh, and you may need to clean up here in a little while." Of course, mistress" he responded before walking off to perform his duties."Ooooooh..." Jeanne moaned as she. . Cindy's in the wrong classes." He looked at me. "You're smiling." Yessir," I said, "you see, Mizz Helen asked me if I'd tutor Cindy at the beginning of school. Sort of help her with her homework. She doesn't need help with homework." How so?" he asked."Math. She brought home a lesson on squares and square roots. She caught that, really fast, I thought. I'm an electrical engineer, so I thought I'd give her something to chew on. I asked her to do me a square root of a negative number. She gets.