Being a Monday it was fairly quiet and no big deal.Tom had arranged to meet his girlfriend for lunch, so at 12.20 he decided to get a flyer and leave ... little early. Because of staff shortage the boss had already told us by phone to close for lunch at 12.30.Just before 12.30 I was starting to lock up when the door opened and I was confronted with the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen. She was about 25, tall, maybe 5'9" and sensually slim. This being accented by the tight white T shirt and. A guy from the promoter came over to me.“Get ready, you’ll be going out in about 5 minutes.”Master Boripat had me walking to keep warm. After a minute they had me start making my way out to the entry way into the arena. I walked out, stripping out of the shirt and shoes ringside. They checked my cup and mouthpiece as Ellie and Master Boripat went to my corner.Silverman walked out and went through the same process. When he was in the ring, he looked me up and down. I didn’t hear what he said to. "You knew the other couple at our table so you were able to drop the charade. It was just a side of you I wasn't aware of. I've met newspaper guys before. They were almost a caricature of the old whiskey swilling, cigar chomping men pounding away on their typewriters." I think the biggest thing I faced when I got here was the number of fences that needed to be mended," I told her. "My predecessor was not a professional. She allowed her personal biases to influence her coverage." Oh I heard. " I know, right. I have to choose between my son and my husband. But it'sworse than that. Even if I choose my son, I lose him. He becomessomething else, something not my son, something not my daughter. I haveno choice! I have no choice!" Cynthia was screaming by this time. I washolding the phone farther and farther from my ear. The girls werefrightened. I stood up with the phone's cradle in one hand and theheadset in the other and paced back and forth in front of the couch. Wedo not have a long.