"I don’t know where to begin, guess, the beginning of this year," I begin. "It started with just talking and...ehm...yeah...eh...that evolved to more... and with the Christmas holiday he got a letter that his parents would be in France... So it looked like a great idea to go to the manor and have a few days to ourselves...without having...to sneak...around...in the evenings...you know..." I stutter and look up from my hands and notice all the blank stares at me. 