Ahh, now you're thinking. Hightech solutions to ancient problems. But this course of action is wrecked on the shores of two facts. For one thing, I've never told a porky that was not found out. I give away secondary signals when I try to mask beenta. Like my former cadaan lover whose cheeks flushed red when I slapped her during angry sex.Send her anonymous phone/text. You'll get your lunch breaks, still have a friend and keep a clear conscious. Problem solved.
And for another, I like the guy's family and would hate to see them torn asunder. It's the gentleman's pact I spoke of.