Trisha was sitting in her car at the entrance to one of the city's many parks. She had already gone for a walk to relieve some of the stress before ca...ling John. She was relieved when he was willing to let her start early. He made it sound like she was doing him a favor when she knew it really was the other way around. She felt lost and alone and she hated feeling that way. She knew she had friends she could call, but they were all working right now and she really didn't want to disturb them at. It was Julie. She looked like she had been crying. Needless to say, I was not happy to see her.I asked very rudely, "What the hell do you want?"She had to wipe back a few tears before she answered."Is Rob here?" No, he's at work. What do you want? You trying to steal him away again?" I was getting angry just thinking about it."I need to talk to him Melanie." I don't think so you little troll. You already tried to steal him once. Wasn't that enough?" Never mind Mel. I knew this was a mistake.". " Why do I need money?" To pay your fine of course, stupid tourist," he replied.It didn't make sense I had brought a lot of money to spend on vacation so I should be able to get out. "Is my wife coming to pay my fine?" Oh yes, she is coming to talk to you."What did that mean and why didn't he answer my question.My wife arrived at 9am the large black man who I found out was the local captain ushered her into the cell area to talk with me through the bars. I apoligised profusely for getting into. Doch gerade an Gerda's Geburtstag, wo sicherlich auch noch andere aus meiner Klasse bei ihr sind, da moechte ich wirklich kein Kleid tragen.Mama laesst sich von mir ueberreden und verzichtet auf ein Kleid bei mir. Ich darf sogar eine schwarze Jeans anziehen, die nur auf den Hosentaschen ein paar aufgestickte Verzierungen aufweist. Dazu einen dunkelroten, duennen Pulli. So angezogen gefalle ich mir recht gut. Vor allem, wenn ich meine Daumen in meine vorderen Hosentaschen stecke und dadurch mit.