You sit in an uncomfortable chair and try to listen to every word opposing counsel is saying but your mind has been wandering. There is a new judge on the bench and she is breathtaking. Her glasses sit elegantly on the bridge of her nose as she nods her head and makes notes in response to the points being made by counsel.
You watch as a strand of hair falls forward from behind her ear and sweeps along her collar and you find yourself wondering what she might be wearing under her judicial robes.
Your heartbeat is quickening and your cheeks are becoming flush. When you look up, you meet her soft brown eyes and realize that she has been watching you.
Can she read your mind?
Where have your imaginings led you?
Will you be in any state to take the podium when it is your turn to make submissions?