"I had enough troubles with my husband the first time, how the hell am I going to convince him to let me do this?"Susan looked down at Melissa's hands...clenched pressing against her belly and sure enough saw a wedding ring. "Melissa believe me, I don't like this any better than you or, I'm sure, your husband do but what choice do we have? Does he want you to go to jail? I am assuming he can't afford to buy out your contract."Melissa slumped down in her chair and said, "You're right. It was when. Call me when it arrives. I'm taking a bath." I continued with my dilation, and my reading for another half-hour, until the phone rang. "Tran, I'm running down to get dinner," I yelled. I had made little progress on the dilation or the case. A chill of cold and fear shook me as I entered the stairwell: had I gotten in over my head with this operation? And what was I supposed to be getting out of these Court decisions? When I returned, greasy bags of Chinese in hand, I phoned my mentor, Mark. I was nervous things were going too fast. At least now, I'll be able to resist her charms. Now quit moping and go have some fun."Alan gave me a weak smile as they left. He had his hands full tonight.Suzanne picked a great movie and all three of us enjoyed it. After the movie, none of us wanted to go home so we went to a college bar that had live music on Saturday nights. We spent the night talking and just being friends. We finally called it a night at 2:00 a.m. when they kicked us out.I think. I arrived at 8.55pm, sandy was already waiting her door was slightly ajar, I knocked as its only polite, come in she called back I’m just in the pantry. I walked on through closing the door behind me, her place was immaculate, she had decorative Persian rugs, glass chandeliers, dimmed lighting an ornate gas fire that looked like an open coal fire. Candles flickering on the mantelpiece, it felt really warm and cozy. I waited in the living room she poked her head round the corner, you made it.