The usual sounds and smells of the kitchen are absent. Something is up. “Honey?” I call, my footsteps treading lightly up the stairs, as I wonder if you are in the shower. The silence continues. Reaching the top of the staircase, I turn entering our room and I see you are waiting for me, laying on our bed. Your naked body sprawled across the sheets. Your arms above your head, frame your carefree curls. A slim beam of light through a cracked curtain, creating your form to glow before me. I’m breathless. I approach you, slow and deliberate and breathe in your invisible scent of perfume and arousal. My heart pounds in my chest, my throat dry and sticky as I try to swallow. My loins instantly throb and tingle in response to your beauty. Your fleeting eyes observe my growing bulge. My gaze drift from yours, over your full breasts, curvaceous figure. From your bare luscious mound to restraints looped on your ankles, you are perfect. Breathtaking. Your motives confuse me, discovering a. ”“Irina, just take it easy. I’ll be over in twenty minutes. Don’t talk to the cops. Wait for me. Tell them you won’t talk without your lawyer being present. You know that from the cop shows, right?”“Right. But what...”“One of the things you’ll have to do is give me temporary custody for Danny. I can present that at school to pick him up. Let me talk to Doris about taking him in for a few days.” He looked up and Doris was giving him the “OK” sign. “Just relax, Irina. I’ll see you in a few!”When he had put his coat on, Doris was already printing out the temporary custody form.“I’ll ready the attic room, Hon,” she declared. “Is it bad?”“She apparently shot two guys. Let me get the full story first.”“Sure, Hon. I’ll put a notice on the answering machine that you won’t be available this afternoon.”“You’re the best, Doris.”“I know,” she smiled. “Just help the woman. She doesn’t deserve any more shit in her life.”When Jerome arrived at the police station he was directed to an interrogation.