Stephanie Stalls is spending the afternoon with her divorce lawyer to talk about her upcoming case. She is wearing a low-cut top that shows her substantial evidence. Her lawyer doesn't seem too interested in these exhibits. There's a problem brewing and Stephanie's lawyer is not happy about it. He throws a folder on the table.
"You told me you were telling the truth since day one. Now, your husband's attorney hands me this." He points at the folder. "There's no way the jury is going to believe you now so you can cut the act!" Shocked, Stephanie looks at the contents of the folder. Anger lights up her eyes. It's black & white photos of Stephanie in the street with different males. Surveillance photos.
"That asshole! He had someone follow me? I should have known," his super-busty client moans. "You know he's cheated on me a million times. What the hell was I supposed to do? Now he's got photos of me walking into a hotel with one guy and...." "One guy?" interrupts the lawyer. "One…
