A compromise husband and security failure (Rousse)

I needed a new husband. David looked like he might fit the bill. He was young, kind, had a good job in student services at the University, and seemed willing to go along with this plan. (However, he had fair hair and was nowhere near as fit as TPR.)

One day when I was waiting for David on campus I lost my shoes and my camera. I believed that they had been stolen. This was all Belle’s fault. She was meant to be in charge of security and had clearly failed in her duties.

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