She didn't have rights anymore, no woman in the entire country did. God, I hoped she hadn't gone out and joined a girl-gang, she could get hurt that w...y. She was my Sister, and I loved her, there's no way anybody I was going to let anyone touch her but me. The street led either northeast or southwest. Feeling around in my pocket, I found a coin. "Heads or tails?" I said to no one as I flick the coin in the air, "northeast it is." Looking around as I walked down the street, the changes since. Fortunately, they lost interest in me almost immediately and I was able to continue with my plans to invest in certain stocks.Inside the lobby of the building, I paused at the clearance window and was given a visitor badge that was clearly marked “FBI section only” filling me with a premonition that all was not kosher in government circles.The directional signs indicated that the elevators to the FBI section were in the rear of the building and could not be accessed from the ones in the main. In the fantasy, we’ve been on our first date, a rather nice evening of quiet dinner, movie and conversation afterwards in a favorite cocktail lounge. Now, we’re at her doorstep, and I kiss Evelyn (her name) good night. Her door is opened as I turn to walk away – and suddenly, I feel hands on my shoul-ders and a shoe kicking my knee. My balance is gone and I’m falling, victim of a perfect rear takedown. As I fall, I’m sort-ing things out; where’d he or they come from, and I better start fighting. She was just being a little over eager. I smiled at her. "No, I'm not talking about Paul either." Maureen looked at me with a puzzled expression. "I'm talking about my old friend Charles Montgomery. A couple of days after Jeanne made her announcement that she was going to start dating other men he confided in me that when they were younger his wife, Edith had regularly dated other men and then he went on to tell me that he actually learned to enjoy her dating. He loved his wife and seeing her.