"Yes," Sergeant Frank responded. "There was some skin cells on one corner of the box along with some possible blood residue. The box hasn't been teste... yet." My client just indicated Miss Jordan threw the box at him and hit him on the head, just above his left eye. That mark you see is the result of that throw."Sergeant Frank nodded to Officer Post and then told Bern, 'We have closeup pictures of that injury to your client. We had assumed something like you have just described, happened. That. None of that is happening tonight. It’s just my parents and me with the television on. We’re in the Central Time zone, and Mom and Dad popped the champagne at eleven when the ball actually dropped in New York. They even let me have a glass of it. It was sour and tasted funny but it made me feel more grown up to be allowed to drink champagne with my parents when we toasted the new year.Mom and Dad finished the bottle while they stuck around watching the party on television for most of the next. I’ve lost count of the men I’ve slept with. Serious relationships are counted on the fingers of one hand, but 1-offs and even longer relationships I have no idea. I love my husband and my k**s, my jobs, the holidays abroad, our 5-bedroom house, my SUV etc. Sex is ok-ish and I do have a fling with an old ex-workmate of mine from time to time and a season, semi-regular shag-buddy in our Spanish villa. No complaints. But when I masturbate all I think about is how he phuqued me.He was 53 and I was. “Why?”“My EX-boyfriend Jay, Sarah’s father, is threatening to sue for custody. He already has my hospitalization against me. I know he still desires me despite breaking up with me. I’ll use that to keep him from trying for sole custody instead of weekends only. Mother likes Jay more than she likes me, but it would break her heart to only see Sarah on the weekends. I DO want you to make love to me. We cannot show our feelings in front of Sarah in case it gets back to Jay or mother. Jay will be.