She looked up from the last pages of Hauser. “You know, I could just sit down and write the dissertation.”“Well, it seems to me that UNSW says i...t should take you three years. And you still haven’t final approval, do you?”“No. I’ll bug Dr. G on Monday, and go there to see him on Tuesday, if necessary.”“Hmmm. I’m waiting to hear about Menindee. But, that aside, I’m going to begin on my pamphlet next week. And I’m going to read some fiction.”“More Grey and Upfield?”“No. I thought Malouf’s Ransom.. I heard the locker room talk among the guys, even though it doesn’t stay in the locker room. Cassie’s dad left her and her mom when he found out that her mom was pregnant. He wasn’t ready to be a father, and just disappeared. My wife’s family had been very supportive through the pregnancy, and it wasn’t long after the pregnancy that we met. I had never married, but we hit it off quickly. I fell in love with the both of them, and I think of Cassie as my own daughter. I knew I couldn’t risk. But it wasn't long until we were confiding in each other again, and soon thereafter, we were comfortable with sexual topics again. One such topic was a fantasy I had had for several years that Jessie wrestled out of me via text one night when I was very tired and not exercising my best judgment. Of course, I never would have imagined what the outcome of sharing that fantasy would be. Had I known, Jessie wouldn't have had to work nearly as hard to get my confession, and just maybe our. Looks like the blackmailer had spelled the email address incorrectly. At 5 in the evening, just half an hour before they were to leave the office they received another mail. This time the mail had just some text and no photos."Tomorrow Ross will carry a large woman's handbag when he comes to the office and Nelly will wear one of her Husband's perfumes."I had plans to make their lives as interesting as possible. Meanwhile I was going to sit on the sidelines and take digs at them without showing.