<strong>"Honey, You haven't been to a game all year, the season is almost over!  Are you sure you can't make it?"</strong>Peter complained, knowing he had tons of work to get done also before the weekend and wasn't sure he would make it in time to see the game either. But there was no response, just the clicking of her heels towards the front door. God she looked amazing in heels, and even when dressed professionally, she oozed sex appeal.  He was certain she turned heads in the office, but he had a firm belief his wife was a good, wholesome woman, so he allowed her to dress the way she wanted, even if he did think it was over the top at times.<br/><br/>Peter saw the kids off to the school bus, and he himself rushed out the door, forgetting his lunch as he often did.<em>Guess It'll be another vending machine lunch today</em>he thought to himself as he pulled out the driveway, hoping to get on the freeway before too much traffic caused him to be late.  In fact he was a few minutes late, as he parked in one of the few remaining spots down by the courthouse, went through security and met with his first client of the day.  It was a drug addict, barley 20 years old, who was caught shop lifting for the 3rd time in 2 years.  He let out a big sigh, and walked down the hallway in search of his client.