I was going for an interview and the bra I was wearing was cutting into me something rotten. It made me look like I had four boobs…” “And whose...bra was that?” “Which bra?” “The one you were wearing when you set off for ‘the interview’?” Sergeant Stevens punctuated the air with his fingers when he said ‘the interview’. They didn’t believe that she’d been going for an interview. So what did they think she’d been doing there? “That was my bra.” “So let me get this straight. You set off to an. She found her matchbook and lit a candle, and was about to undress when she stopped. The images from those books did not leave her head all day, but what had seemed so real last night was now puzzling. Could those sinful, dirty things truly be real? What had aroused her so the night before now made her curious. Had she really read what she thought she did?Lucy did not even let herself second guess what she was about to do. Instead, she took her candle and darted out of her bedroom and down the. ‘Mr. Court Clerk, please call the first case to order.’ ‘The case of Walker versus Warmcox. Plaintiff Wendy Warmcox filing on grounds of marital infidelity. Her husband, William Washington Walker, stands accused of spousal abuse and neglect.’ ‘Are the attorneys for both sides present?’ Judge McCracken asked. A large, aging, balding, dull-looking man in a brown three- piece suit stood up. ‘J. Blithering Idiot, the Third, representing the defendant William Walker. Present, your honor.’ Idiot was. Shesat there with confusion all over her face, her mouth dropping open at thescene before her. My body still shook momentarily as I came back down to earth,and realising my humiliating posture, I closed my legs while the couch stillhid my shame. The situation was overwhelming and I didn?t have a clue what todo. I was busted big time and all because I couldn?t take my time with herfeet. I had to do something, and fast. ? Withoutthinking, I quickly leapt to my feet, wrapping my hand around her.