Maeve was always buying junk like this; she fancied herself an artistic person, and she was always decorating their house in some new style or pattern... It drove Patrick crazy, because he never knew if his living room was going to look like twelfth century China, 1920s Paris, or some godawful combination that nobody had thought of yet. Currently she was on a Middle Eastern kick, and that was why she had shown up with a carload of brass lamps, hookahs, and Oriental throw rugs purchased from some. The jurors smiled at her heart-wrenching performance with unrehearsed benevolence.For most of this time Drew sat alongside his legal counsel, slumped disinterestedly against the desk in front of him. Occasionally he would pour himself a glass of water and stare at the court-room ceiling.The day he was called to the stand himself, he took his time crossing the Court, staring at the jurors like they were a bus-load of Japanese tourists at the Hollywood Bowl. Sworn-in, again he adopted that. Finally, she made sure she removed her watch and put it in the locker. She deliberately didn’t bring her engagement and wedding ring nor her earrings, with her, as she knew from the parts of the letter that she had read and remembered that she would not be able to wear anything, including any jewellery, after getting undressed.Martha locked the locker and went and stood by the desk to give her key back. After all, if she was naked, there was nowhere to clip the key to a piece of clothing. When. See you then," she said with a finger wave before he exited.All thoughts of David were out of her head until she stepped under the hot spray of the shower. She began to wonder what she would do and decided to just go with her feelings and enjoy Jeffrey. Everything with David would be dealt with. It was clear to her that she couldn't stay with David. But how could she get him to admit he was cheating without admitting she had hired a private investigator?She slipped into nude thigh-high.