Maybe we’ll find something better, maybe we won’t. This place is pretty small for two people. It’s not worth what he’s asking. But it’s got ... roof. It’s in a decent location. It’s available. We’ll probably end up having to get roommates anyway. Why not you and me? We can go back up there and get this place right now. Get all this searching and uncertainty over and done with.’ She just looked at me for the longest time. ‘It’s a studio,’ she said, finally. I was already beginning to lose steam.. I will dismiss the charges with theunderstanding that you and your wife will attend six months ofprofessional counseling. I am assigning you to use the services of MissSusan Johnson; who is a professional therapist. I am very happy withher methods and success rate in difficult marriages. Case dismissed."As the judge's gavel struck the bench, the man turned to his wife andsaid "See you at home, dear." and walked out, leaving her sitting therecrying. The judge had a hint of anger in her eye,. His hands were tied behind the chair with the rope tying his bound wrists to his cock and balls in the front of the chair, this way every time he tried to get his hands free, he would pull tighter on his cock and balls, separating them more and more. His neck was also tied to the base of the chair, giving him no way of getting free. I ran over to him, but I got pulled from my hair from behind me, pushing me on to the sofa. As I tried to sit up, a man put his hand on my throat and said. " I didn't know Ms. Claus moved in next to me." I answered still being a bit sarcastic since my adrenaline was running around my bloodstream. And then there was the stubbed toe adding pain signals to the proceedings."Oh the costume. Well, I was playing Mrs. Claus for some k**s tonight. We, where I work, we get together and take some toys around to one of the shelters for the k**s. We tell them that Santa had to delegate cause there's just too much for him to cover in one night." Well, at least.