I was reading the evening paper when I realised that there was a page missing. That's bloody funny I thought, so I went looking for it. I looked every...where, the waste bins, under the cushions and in the end I gave up. A few days later I found it hidden in her bedside drawer. I also found she had this advert circled:'Amateur Models required, best fee paid''No experience necessary'Beside the advert there was a time and a date written on the paper, "2 o'clock, Wednesday the 12th." I stared at this. I instantly thought of Lyn who had made an art form of flashing her eyes at men. At least I thought men but maybe it was just me. I immediately remembered that I must ring Lyn.Julie moved towards me and thinking she was about to enter the house I stepped to the side for her to pass. She kept coming towards me and without warning put her arms around my neck and kissed me. For a moment in shock, I didn’t respond. Once the immediate shock passed I put my arms around her and pulled her hard up. Charlotte was by turns hurt and disgusted at him over the betrayal, angry and disgusted with herself over letting herself be lulled into dangerous admissions, scared shitless that Hubert would brag to his frat buddies and ruin her, scared that he might use her, fearful that she might lose him. He'd call her and she'd yell at him, then she'd call him and beg... Hubert would have been a fool not to realize that he had a major lever on his babe -- and while he wasn't the quickest horse out of the. ..I thought...when you didn't want to talk to me...Wednesday night...that...that you... regretted...were feeling guilty...about...about...last weekend."The sound of her laughter was all the reassurance I needed. "Don't be foolish, darling. All week long you're all I've been able to think of. I wish you were kissing me now. Something had come up" You know me better than that. When have I ever been shy in telling you what I think? I'll make you a deal, honey. If you ever wonder what I'm thinking.