...."aah shit, i forgot my phone" I said to myself and so turned the car back around and headed the 15 minute journey back home to get my mobile, left on the kitchen top.
The evening prior my Sister had be collect her solicitor friend Sarah who was up from London and let her crash at mine. She was a, kind of plain but inoffensive on the eye and quite "normal" looking young woman, around 31.
As I pulled up the drive I knew I had to run in and out if I was going to be able to get the phone and get back to the meeting in time.
I ran into the kitchen and to my shock and horror the phone was not on the top where i knew I had left it....
as I rushed through the dining room toward the conservatory, I glimpsed the back of my sister's friends head sat in the recliner with her back to me, she hadn't noticed me.... i was about to call out to her then noticed my phone n her hands.... i had to stop, what was she looking for? I wondered....
i crept up closer and realised she was in
