Johnson (Jack) was tall, that must be where Cindy got her height. He had a rugged type handsome face with a mustache, graying hair around the temples ...and a fit body. He was a VP or something at a big company and looked and dressed the part.We were the last to arrive and after introductions we all sat as Mr. Johnson…okay, Jack as he wanted everyone to call him, even Patty and me, got up in front of everyone to describe what was going to happen and why the deviation from the norm. Basically the. " I wish it would rain," I said. "If we had a rain delay, I could go back and get you some dry clothes." I don't think it's going to rain," Tess said.I didn't think so, either. It was a muggy, overcast day, but it didn't really look threatening.Tess got another par on the fifth hole, barely missing a five-footer for birdie. I wondered whether her transparent shirt was distracting her from her golf game. Certainly it was distracting the gallery.There was time, waiting for the group ahead of. She just couldn't think, and she couldn't achieve anything.Julie rang at about five thirty. She was going out to dinner with a doctor from the hospital, Anjolie Lalitha.Cassie remembered the name.She was the pretty one, Gabby had said.At that point, it seemed obvious to Cassie that Julie simply didn't care about her, not one bit.The apartment they both shared together now seemed like a bit, fat, lie.She couldn't face going to bed, lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting for Julie to come. Please let me go... !" Don't be ridiculous, Baby," Max replied with a leer. "It boils right down to this... if that punk-husband of yours can fuck my wife, then I can fuck his... and that's exactly what I intend to do... after you've taken a look at the video tape I'm going to show you." He walked to the large TV set and began to manipulate knobs, while she stared at him in further confused abhorrence at his nightmarish lie, her whirling brain searching frantically for any avenue of escape... !.