So that's why we, along with the victim, Dorothy, visited you in your Penthouse last night. Unfortunately, what we found there are the two dresses in ...uestion. Neither of the accused women could identify the laundry markers located on the inside collar of each dress. However, our victim, Dorothy, correctly identified the marks as her initials: DMJ. Please refer to Exhibit #1." Dorothy," Horatio asks. "Are these your dresses, and if so, what are their values." Yes, they are, Your Honor," Dorothy. Miss Sullivan and Mr. Fairburn were vigorously making out. Mr. Fairburn's hand slipped under her blouse and was clearly groping her budding breasts. I licked my lips, envious of Miss Sullivan. I loved Mr. Fairburn, and I always felt a little jealous when my Master was with another woman. I tried not to be, reminding myself that I was his slave not his lover."So I then added 9+16 and got 25," Miss Brentwood continued. "Then ... oh, my gosh! Mrs. Corra, they shouldn't be doing that." Just keep. You've never sat like this before. Most nights you're deep in thought, but tonight you look like you're in a fugue." I think I've been running away from myself all along. Tonight I just noticed that I'm completely empty." You're wrong." Really? What makes you say that?" You love your mother. You're still thinking of her."Paul started to cry. Alice waited."Paul, I need to give you a test. Turn and look at me."Paul turned towards Alice; her eyes dominated her face. They were dark, deep, and. “Hi dad,” she said. I was standing outside on the walkway in front of my door as she strode up.“Hi to you too,” I said. “Good to see you. How have you been?”“Good. Busy. You know, a lot of stuff going on,” she said.I led the way inside. I headed for the kitchen. “Got the burgers about ready,” I said. “I put ‘em on after you called. We can eat and talk at the same time Okay?”“Good, I’m hungry,” she said. “And, I do want to talk. I’ve got some stuff to tell you, dad. I need your advice..