Krystyn did seem tired and a bit in a bad mood. I asked if work was ok and she said it had been one of those nights. She was tired, a bit cranky. S...e just wanted to change, have a drink and relax for a while. She went upstairs and I knew the first thing she was going to do was check for a cum covered prize photo.Krystyn came storming downstairs with the photo in her hand. 'What the fuck is this? I said do not say anything about the photos?” I was caught off guard as I never saw my sister. Who is speaking, please?" This is Sarah Dawlish, Bob's wife. A friend was on the internet and found this ad about Bob. We'd like to know why you placed it."I heard mother crying, and trying to speak at the same time."How is Bob? What is he doing? You are his wife - how long has he been married? Why doesn't Bob speak himself?" Mrs. Dawlish, I understand you have many questions after not seeing Bob for 10 years. Just slow down and I'll try to answer them. Bob is fine. He graduated from Harvard. I walked by and said I would meet you at the door and when you got to me you were smiling and told me the poor waiter was blushing and had a love sick puppy look on his face. I asked where we were going dancing and you said you had a club picked out.We get to the club and its theres a lot of people. we go and find a table and on the way you watch the guys looking at me, and when we sit down you tell me that as I walked by one guy and he turned his head to look at me his girlfriend slapped him,. “You can read me my rights later. But right now would you please let me get dressed before you cart me off to jail? Please,” she begged. “It'll only take a minute.” The two cops, their urgency diffused by her calm demeanor, turned to one another. Clark shrugged his shoulders to indicate that it didn't make any difference to him. Jackson turned back to Miriam and reluctantly said, “Okay, but make it snappy! You got two minutes.” “Thank you! Thank you!” Miriam said excitedly as she hurried back.