"Oh good," said Greg upon spying the children. "You're home. I wanted to see you and make sure you got home all right before we leave." He set down th...e suitcase he was carrying and took Jeff by the shoulders."Jeff, you're the man of the house while I'm gone, so I want you to take extra special care of Brit." I will," Jeff nodded."Good. She's not a child any more, as you've probably noticed, but that doesn't mean she doesn't still need someone to watch out for her." Even a teenager can fall off. I passed it twice before but got passed over. I figured it was never going to happen." I'm sorry, Detective," I said. "I really thought she was telling the truth. Of course, I missed my wife fucking around me for almost a year." One thing's for damned sure," he said. "If I ever get divorced again I want you on my side."Renee called my office at 8 p.m. one evening in late March."What in the hell are you doing at work?" she asked. "What did we talk about?"I thought she was joking so I made a. I get some water from the bathroom and make my way back to Melissa's room, as I walk in David catches a glimpse of me in just my short shorts. I hear Melissa's car pulling up outside and decide to play a little joke on her. I pour a bit of my water over her bed to make a wet patch and sit in it, making it look as though I'd been masturbating. She comes in and just looks at me. The look on her face better than I'd expected. I tried to go along with this joke for a while, but I'm a shit lier and. If Margot invites me again, that is.” “I have no objection if it always gets you in such a good mood.” Frank was satisfied with my story. The rest of the evening was spent in small talk until he left for work. I had gotten away with it; I only hoped that Margot would take me with her again. Monday, back at work I wasn't sure how to deal with Margot. The full-time employee, Mrs. Jones, was there, which prevented any talk about last Friday. When she finally went to lunch, Margot and I were.