Neither of us caught a fish so eventually we asked Amanda what the problem was. She told us that apparently it was just her. As a little girl she foun... out quite by accident that if she masturbated just before going fishing, peed on her worm, and them rubbed it on her clit that she could catch a fish every time.We had run out of time for the day but we thanked her, made a date for the next day, and took our fish home to our mothers to cook.Sure enough the next day Amanda was waiting for us to. He didn't. The two of us headed for Mitchell's office.Herb Mitchell didn't pull any punches. "Is the Jap kid a queer?" he asked me. Amy gasped at the man's astonishing crudity, but said nothing."Shiggie?" I asked, stalling for time to think of what to say to Mitchell."No. Emperor Hirohito, I'm talking about," Mitchell said, the sarcasm thick. "Yeah -- Squiggy!" Shiggie," I corrected."Whatever. Is he bent, or not?" Shiggie is the club's best pitcher at this moment," I said. "He behaves himself,. "Mike then said, "Well Tom, Lets go get the bastards."5 minutes later mike was in a helcopter dressed in full black taticalgear he had a sub machine gun across his chest, his head was covered ina balaclava and a helmet on top, he was sat in the helcopter with 4other men dressed as he was. The co-pilot turned back and shouted whileholding 3 finger up, "3 minutes!"3 minutes later they were landing in a open field were a group ofvehicles. Mike Step off the helcopter with the other men as a. I didn't even have to go through the effortof getting it out of its shell. Oh no. This they did for me, andarranged it just so on top of some kind of exquisite polenta, withradicchio, and asparagus, seasoned in a way that made the lobster evenmore exquisite than I had ever imagined. Until this meal, I had thoughtthat melted butter was the only way to eat lobster.Despite the second martini, we had a bottle of wine. By the time wewere done with dinner, I was totally lit up, and Phillip was.