So, after thinking it over, I agreed to meet him at a restaurant that was about ninety minutes away. I was so nervous, but I was determined to look my... best. I wore a black lace thong, black bra, garterbelt, thigh high stockings, four inch heels and a little black dress. I put on a long sexy wig and did my makeup beautifully. The night before, I had done my nails and toes in a pretty dark pink color. I sprayed some Victoria's Secret perfume, and I was ready to go. We had a lovely dinner at the. ’ She stopped crying and they talked of meeting the next afternoon at the Museum that had started it all. ‘I can be there by 12:30 tomorrow afternoon. Is that all right with you? he asked. ‘Yes it is, and I’ll have the chance to visit the Pharmacia before I come and meet you.’ ‘We can share lunch together then and maybe go walking in the park?’ He was trying to keep her on the phone. He wanted to hear her voice, even if they couldn’t be together, they could talk on the phone. After the. " You are really good at this, aren't you?" I asked him sarcastically. A bit of color rushed to his cheeks, but he did not say anything. "What the fucking hell is all this?" I do not normally condone profanity, but I excused myself. This fucking asshole deserved whatever fuck he got for fucking with me. So there."Maybe you should just play it back," he said, gesturing to the recorder I still held in my hand."Maybe you should just tell me everything, and I'll play it back on the way home," I. On the way down Rosa looks out at the light rain as she says, “The rain looks like it’s going to be falling all day. Why are we going to the lake on a rainy day?”Pat replies, “Actually, we’re going to the estate to look at our house to decide what colours we want the rooms painted.”Rosa’s head spins around while she shouts, “Our house!”The House“Yes. I had Jack design a house for us on the estate. It’s on the lot in the north-east corner. I’ve not seen it yet, but I approved the plans. It’s a.