My Diary - Still at the Beginning

I got up and went into my dressing room. I wanted something easy, no frills but yet still sensual. I went to my Pucci section. I picked out my Emilio Pucci Border Dress. I wanted to skip putting on stockings today. So I decided to wear my Emilio Pucci Ballerina flats. Of course, being the name brand whore that I am, I had to complete the look, so I kept my hair pulled back into a ponytail and put my Emilio Pucci Printed-Arm Sunglasses in pink, on my head as a headband. I laughed at that thought, wasn’t that the whole idea of the hoe in the Saks bag. The bags were at my house, the same night that I had the fight down in the garage. I wonder if Frank’s wife was behind the ‘gifts’ left for me. If so, then how did she get into my condo? I’ll have to ask Frank to check on whether or not, Ralph had come to sign in two nights ago. Anyway, I went into my handbag section to look for the right bag. With my flats and ponytail, I wanted something that I could throw on my shoulder but felt right carrying in my hand. The best solution for me was my cherry Salvatore Ferragamo patent leather Gancio Lucchetto Hobo. Once, I had completed the transfer of my things from one bag to the next, I went into the living room.


My mother was helping Frank make a list of things he would need to get from his house. I sat down at the table with them. It felt odd to have my Mom in my house with Frank. Guess I’m kind of glad that he’s been sleeping in the den. The fact that Frank was staying in my home and could be sharing my bed was harder for me with my Mom than with my Dad. My Dad had always been easier with these types of things than my Mom was. I mean Dad had his traditional views about us sleeping together without being married but he respected my wishes and me. He pushed for me to become my own boss more than my Mom. She wanted me to get a stable job with a steady income. My younger brother lived his life as she wished. The only thing my little brother did that made her upset was move away to Westport, CT. She understood that his wife wanted to be closer to her parents to help raise the kids but short of having my Dad sell their home and relocate to Westport, she had a fit.


I went back to listening to them go over things he would need to do in his attempt to get the girls. It reminded me that I still had the card for the attorney Friend had recommended. I excused myself from the table and went to my office. I closed the door and then sat at my desk. I dialed the attorney from my computer and waited for an answer. When the receptionist came to the line I introduced myself and was told the attorney was expecting my call. I listened to the hold music while I waited. It was a brief second before a young lady came to the line. She introduced herself as ‘Samantha’. I looked at the card again and realized the card said “Sam” so I hadn’t thought about the gender of the attorney, I automatically assumed it to be male. I smiled knowing that Friend thought I would be more comfortable with a female. Either that or he didn’t trust another male to be in my presence. I looked down at my ring; I was still wearing it and glowed. I explained what had been going on and then told about this morning. She gasped when I told her about the head of the pig. She advised me to immediately come into her office. I told her that I had to go to the police station to answer some questions and then I would be headed into Manhattan. She suggested that I call her when I got a free moment while in Manhattan. We thought that it would be better to meet early tomorrow but she wanted to talk with me to confirm a time.



I hung up with her, feeling relieved. I felt that she would help me win my case against Frank’s wife. Looking at my right hand, I called Friend. He answered before the 1st ring had time to complete. I heard him excusing himself before he said hello. When he spoke to me, I could hear the warmth in his voice. I immediately thanked him for the very expensive gift of friendship. He sounded embarrassed as always, when I told him that he had spent too much on me. After we got through the formalities, I told him about earlier this morning. Before, I could finish he started cursing. I held the phone away from my ear until he stopped. When he had finished cursing, he apologized to me. He said that he felt his people weren’t working hard enough to find out who the person was that had rented the car under a false alias. I tried to calm him down but it was no use. After, he had winded down on his own, I told him about the detective that wanted to talk to him. He said that he would call him. I asked him to just have his lawyer call the detective and be his representative. I didn’t want his name associated to me or this crazy situation. He tried to reassure me that it was of no issue to him. I knew this and that’s what worried me. I didn’t want our relationship to become public knowledge. I didn’t want to be with him on a permanent basis. I told him that I had spoken to Samantha and I thanked him. He laughed at the way I emphasized ‘Samantha’. We talked, made arrangements to get together tomorrow and hung up.


I called Justin. I hoped that I was going to be able to catch him at a good time. When he answered he sounded agitated. I apologized and said I would call him later. “No, No, it’s not you. I just can’t stand incompetence”. “Oh” was all I could say. I told him that I was glad he was in the NY. He told me how he had been having wet dreams about me. This made my vagina start to get moist. I explained that I had some things to do before I would be headed into work. He said that he was staying at the The Marriott Marquis Hotel. So I told him that once I got everything finished I would come by. He emphasized that it would be good to see me. He also advised me to bring an overnight bag since he would be in the NY until tomorrow afternoon. I agreed. I thought it would be good to see him and be away from here. We talked until I heard Faith calling me. I told him, I had to go and that I would see him later. I hung up.


I basically ran into the living room. Faith and I hugged like we hadn’t seen each other in years. When we broke away, she told me that Frank had let her in on what was going on. She fussed at me for not telling her about my front door. In all the drama about the pig’s head, I had completely forgotten. I turned and asked Frank about that. He told me that while I was asleep he had dusted for fingerprints, lifted the prints he did find and had everything packed and ready to be dropped off. My mother said that she was going to stay with the housekeeper and wait for the building superintendent to come and change the locks. My Dad would come by later and pick her up. He was going to wait with my Mom, until Frank got home, before they would leave. I thanked her and explained that because I was going into work later than scheduled, I would stay late and work so that I could meet with my attorney in the morning. She assured me that it was no problem.

Faith asked Frank if his wife had been released. I was curious because I still didn’t know the answer to that. He said turning to me, that her bail had been denied pending psychiatric testing. Her defense was she was going through some things that were making her have psychological issues. I laughed at that. Psychological to say the least! My mother didn’t hold her tongue but stated that jail was too good for the lying, conniving bitch. When she said that we all just looked at each other and laughed. For my mother, cursing was definitely not the norm.

Frank suggested that we leave while it was still early so that we could get everything accomplished. We all kissed my mother and told her we’ll see her later. Well, they would, I wouldn’t, which reminded me to get my Gucci luggage. I figured that I would have my driver pick up my dry cleaning when I got into Manhattan. We all rode the elevator downstairs. When we stepped off the elevator, I saw Ralph standing in the building manager’s office. When he looked up and saw me, he smiled. I mouthed, “Fuck You” and knew that even if Ralph was found innocent from the investigation, I was moving. Frank saw him and grabbed my hand. When Ralph saw Frank looking in his direction, he turned around. Frank said that the detectives had requested a copy of the schedule and sign-ins, to see if Ralph was in the building. He assured me that they would be getting closer to the truth.


I knew from how tight Frank was holding my hand that he wanted to ask me about the ring. He didn’t say anything about it as he helped Faith and then me into the car. It was easy, it was a friendship ring and I was not promised to anyone. Faith sensed something was up and kneed me. I purposely didn’t look at her. I had to stifle my laughter. Faith, Hope and I had ways of communicating without speaking. The funny thing was Frank knew most of the gestures, too. This made it awfully hard to try and non - verbally communicate with him around. My driver pulled up to the police station. Before the driver could get out to open the door, Frank had gotten out and was helping us out of the car. As we walked up the stairs of the station, Frank keep me close to him. He guided me with one hand around my waist and the other hand held my elbow as we walked. Faith walked a little behind us. I knew without looking at her, that she had something to say. When we got inside, we didn’t have to go through the security check. Frank showed his badge and stated that we were with him. He asked the desk sergeant for the detective we were looking for. The desk sargeant pointed us into the direction of the detective’s office. The detective looked surprise to see us. Then I noticed his look of surprise was more for Faith than for Frank or me. Faith pushed past me and went to the detective’s arms. I looked at Frank and he looked at me. I just shrugged my shoulders. When Faith and the detective finished hugging, she turned to us. She introduced the detective as Steven Lee Knight. She said that they had dated for a brief moment before she got married. Then it came back to me. “Lee” was the married man that Faith had fallen in love with. He refused to leave him wife until his children had graduated from high school. Faith was devastated, then met and married her husband on the rebound. Frank offered to excuse us from the room so that they could catch up. Faith assured us that it wasn’t necessary and walked around the desk. She sat in a chair next to me. That was Frank’s and my cue to sit down. When we were all seated, I pulled 2 DVD’s out of my Hobo. I handed them to Detective Knight. I explained that one was a copy of Frank’s wife having sex with his cousin James and another unknown man. The other DVD was a copy of the messages that Frank’s wife had been leaving on my house phone. I told the detective that Frank’s wife had actually called me the morning after the fight. Frank looked at me. I explained that with everything going on, I didn’t think her call would matter much. Then without hesitation, I went into the details of me being followed, cut-off and then finally rammed from behind. I replayed every conversation with Ralph and even his grin this morning. The detective told Frank about the progress they were making in reviewing the tapes. Ralph had signed in on the day the Saks’ bags had mysteriously appeared in my apartment. However they were trying to enlarge some of the security tape frames from the stairways and the garage. He said that it could be a couple of weeks before they had everything fully analyzed. As we went to leave, Detective Knight asked if he could speak to me. Frank and Faith walked into the hallway. He told me that Friend’s attorney had called. Friend had offered his resources to work in collaboration with the police department. As we were talking a messenger was on his way to deliver what information Friend had. Detective Knight told me he understood why I was so special to Faith. It appeared from his conversation with the attorney, that someone thought that I was worth protecting. Seems the attorney and his client thought very highly of me. They said I was very honest and trustworthy. I didn't understand what my character had to do with the investigation but I thanked him, opened the door and left.