I tried to console her and did a little. We chatted a bit and then she made dinner for us. After dinner I helped with the cleanup and dishes…bringin... both of us back to the old days and we laughed about it and how we would argue about who’s turn it was to was or dry. Finally, we sat down and Helen began to cry again. She told me how he had called her all kinds of name and said she was ugly. I felt like going out to find him and knocking the crap out of him. Granted she wasn’t a beauty. " But here the kid was, Ted Williams, all over again, and trying to live it down.For the same kind of reasons a fledgling minister wouldn't want to have the name "Jesus Christ" as his personal moniker, our little reincarnation of the Greatest Hitter of Them All had encountered some early pain and suffering, owing to his given name. The kid had enough sense never to refer to himself as "Ted" Williams, and instead had tried to get everyone to call him "T.S."Well, that wasn't so unusual. There had. They stood and followed him to a secluded area of the park. "For your information, asshole, I'm a lot better now. You made my life a living hell in school", Jack said. "And now your going to pay for it"."You got so much pleasure in telling people I was gay, just so that girls wouldn't go out with me. And they didn't, not until I was in college. But you see, now I can get any girl I want. Watch", Jack said as he turned to Craig's wife.The woman was a busty redhead with an ass that any woman. There was no one left on our floor, each and every cubical and office was vacant, I knew because I had to check the security before I closed the area up, no one but Anna and I, that is.I offered my usual cheery taunt, “Hey, Don Rumsfeld ain’t paying any O/T for people around here.” As I stalled at her door, then sensing that she wasn’t about to leave, helped my self to a seat by her desk where I could covertly admire the unassuming beauty as she worked. After a moment she turned to face me,.