I caught it as a professinal wrestling reference, but didn't respond.At my lack of response, she turned on me. "Don't tell me you don't watch wrestli...g!" she demanded."I don't watch TV," I answered truthfully."No TV? How boring!" she proclaimed.I bit back my first few responses before answering, "I never said I was interesting."After that, she decided a walk was a better idea. And so we walked. The conversation was light, with no great ideas involved, but casual enough to relax both of us. . About five minutes till two o’clock, two policemen came in to escort her to court. They put handcuffs on her, and also leg cuffs with a short chain. They walked her out of the jail to a building next to it. The building was on only one floor, but had many rooms. Melissa was escorted to Courtroom B and forced to sit down on a hard wooden chair. Then her handcuffs and leg cuffs were taken off of her.For a small courtroom, she was surprised at all of the townspeople who were attending her. Nina was a littlehesitant. She explained, "You know my office isn't filled with littlecuriosities for you. I'm not going to let you play Jane Goodall to mygirls like their chimps or something."Brett understood her hesitancy and explained that he would help outaround the office as needed and try to be not a distraction. While Ninawas not entirely convinced it was a good idea, she decided to permitBrett to sit in at her office to learn how the place ran.Brett made travel arrangements and rented. " So how does this work? We can't all fuck her at the same time." "When she comes out, we'll all gather around and welcome her. We are free to touch her at anytime anywhere -- but no smacking or rough stuff. She is in control, so let her take the lead." Okay by me," I said, looking around the room. I recognised some faces, but most were strangers. There were men of all ages from the early twenties to the late fifties and even a couple I gussed to be in their sixties. Most of the crowd were in.