Oh, it would have made a good movie script, if it weren't so unbelievable. Think leading a double life, where half of the people in his life know me as his girlfriend, the other half knew his 20-year secretary as his girlfriend. (And his family knew us both and were forced to play along.) She'd be in one of his homes while I'd be in the other. When one of us would leave, he'd pack up all of our belongings and unpack the other's. And both of us were led to believe he was on the verge of proposing. I can laugh about it in retrospect, and was fortunate enough to extract myself relatively unscathed...I don't think she was as lucky.