Dinner at the Lynds'.  It was a common enough occurrence, yet for Kat it felt something like being trapped in a police interrogation room.  No, there were no heated questions being leveled at her in any relentless manner, but what she did receive quite regularly were devious, gawking stares from her handsome neighbor Mr. Lynd.  They'd talked quite a lot over the months since the new couple had moved in next to their home, but all that had escalated last week.  Each time they made eye contact, the young blond was afraid her husband would somehow know about the forbidden tryst.  Worse, just being in the man's presence had a way of ramping up her heart rate.   Kat sat next to her husband on the love seat whilst both men went on and on about their vehicles.