Authorization sequence Lambda Aleph Seven Two, Baker Nine Four Foxtrot." Identity and code accepted," came the automated response. "Waiting for comman...." Seal and sign all scan information for the last hour. Copies to my office, Transit Security Command, Privacy Corps Headquarters, and the supervisor responsible for this unit. Cover message follows. I suspect the officers in this unit of misfeasance and abuse of authority, and request and require an investigation to that effect. Message ends.. And proof that the videotape that provided his alibi for the murder charge was fabricated will go to the Hamilton County Prosecutor.”“Wait! How did I miss THAT?”“You didn’t need to know, Squirt. Let me handle Ed.”“He knows you’ve been with underage girls, Steve.”“And which of those would talk to the government?” I asked.“None.”“Where’s he living?”“Apple Apartments in Bridgeport; 11C.”“Thanks. I take it I’m supposed to have a Town Hall meeting?”“Friday.”“Fine. Make sure Bob knows I’m doing this. I honestly don't remember what it was about. I do remember that she said, "I will NEVER do that!" She was of course referring to sleeping with someone else. "What kind of sick man wants his wife to go out and cheat on him? Get it through your thick skull, I WILL NEVER DO THAT! Your just going to have to get yourself off on something else." Well, like I said, that was 2 and a half years ago. Fast forward a little over a year. I don't know how it happened but it did. Our anniversary was coming up. What there was to see of him." I couldn't believe she said that. The doctor had used a moment of girl to girl unprofessionalism to size me up and put me in a humiliating light in commenting about my size to the nurse. There was a pause and the nurse gave a slight laugh and said, "Yeah. He isn't exactly hung." I died on the spot. And as I stood there the doctor responded to the nurse, "Not . . . at . . . all." The nurse laughed again. Oh, fuck. It was a total humiliation, and I got out of there.