I’m not quite sure when it had become a game. It had started as harmless flirting. After all, she was my daughter’s roommate and while I’d had a few fantasies about her, there was no way I was going to do more than that. In my defense, everything that happened had been instigated by her. It had started with a smile. A radiant dazzling smile. “Sophie’s told me so much about you.” “All good, I hope?” She’d just laughed at t...