“You already did, didn’t you? How much?”“Eighteen million with price depending on inflation ... in Croatia, inflation is adjusted weekly.” I...said.Cell phones were pretty new ... I had one. So did he. He called. The conversation was short.“Judge?”“You don’t have your checkbook out? You’re dumber than I thought.”“Let’s walk across the street and do business,” the attorney suggested.“I’ll go with,” said my lawyer. “You can write me one.”“How much are you going to cost?”“Ten percent.”“Bailiff .... Holly turned to look at me and offer abox, but paused and sniffed the air."Zach, really?" She sighed, annoyed. "Can you just not jerk off for 5minutes? Honestly, I?m going to change the wifi password at this rate!Look, wash your hands quickly then come take one of these boxes from me."Ashamed, I hurried to the bathroom and washed my hands clean beforereturning to assist Holly through to the living room. It wasn?t longbefore Holly had grabbed a pair of scissors and was readying herself todive. "But who are YOU?" asked Cynthia, "Surly you have a name on your federalID, and a badge." That's privileged information, Mr. Wilson, and you're not privileged toknow. There's this little thing called the 'Patriot Act' that circumventsyour Constitutional 'Right' to be considered innocent until provenguilty. How could we know which of you perverted little sissy faggots areterrorists without invading your privacy? Hell, you're probably wearingpanties right now."Although she identified herself as. He had a bloody nose and was looking very unsteady on his feet. My fiancée packed quite a punch apparently.It took a few minutes before a police officer arrived and took our statements. There were several witnesses and the upshot was that Kurt was charged with common assault, drunk and disorderly and, to top it all off, abuse of an officer. It would appear that he might be spending New Year's in jail.When we got home, I carefully lowered myself into my chair and gingerly massaged my newly.