Does anyone want me to make something else?”Everyone remained silent. I said, “Stefano we will trust your judgment. He returned to the kitchen.I r...equested that we trade seats around so that Tabitha, Shaun and Zachary were seated near Jill and me. Isabella sat next to Julie, this resorts HR manager. We figured it would be a good idea to answer some of the pre-interview questions. I could clearly see nervous expressions on all of their faces and they did have a number of questions for us.While we. Ok?" She commanded.I nodded put my bags in her room while she started to undress in the way to the bathroom. The kitchen was next to the second bedroom used as a studio, office, guest room. I walked there not before taking a look in her lingerie drawer, for my surprised she had three of them, for a tomboy she sure is a more sensual than we believed. The top one was divided in two sections, one for panties and the other one for bras, everyday stuff. The second one was more sophisticated, and. There's a reason there's a panel making the decision. Sway them to your side. Make your argument sound better than the consequences. Make them realize that your decision. That it's not just fucking, but that it's love like you claim.”“Got you.” I hugged her. She stiffened for a moment, then her arms went around me. “That means a lot to me.”“You're welcome,” she said, her hands stroking my naked back. “Now, I have to get back to class.”“And I have to go save Valeria.”I broke away from Randi. I. Prison cells are not designed to raise the spirits of the prisoner. I lay on the bunk and tried to think what had happened and who could have killed Emily. No inspiration came. Some time later the flap in the door clanged open and a tray was slid in, on it was my cordon bleu evening meal. It remained on the tray untouched. I had no appetite for the muck that was on the tray. The committal hearing was brief, the police presented their case, accusing me of killing my wife, when asked, I pleaded.