.”I looked him in the eye. Michael is mildly autistic, the consequent single-mindedness a significant asset to his scientific pursuits. It also mean... he’s inclined to take things too literally at times but, on the flip side, it makes him a terrible liar.Michael noted my serious tone and demeanour. “Yes,” he finished, “I think you’re gay.”“You’re also a scientist and follow scientific methods. What evidence do you have that I’m gay? Have you seen me kissing another boy or indulging in gay. In an era of increasing political correctness I had discovered what amounted to original sin. What was I to do. You have to understand that, above all, I am a survivor. I suppressed the information and wrote my PhD thesis proving that the ancient Egyptian practice of female circumcision had been rejected by the early Church. I knew that in reality female genital mutilation together with corporal punishment of women was an integral part of the female ascetic religious practice in both Islam. To top it off, he starts griping about the kids. It was such a letdown. I thought we were going somewhere, and he turns out to be a weirdo,” Jessica said, as she ran out of breath and sighed.“Oh, honey. I’m sorry it didn’t turn out how you wanted. At least you found out he’s a weirdo early. So, you think it’s over?” Sue asked, her voice dripping with sympathy.“I haven’t broken it off, yet. When he told me all those things, I said I needed some time to think about it. That’s why I wanted to see. ‘I needed a beer and was in the area.’ ‘In the area? That’s funny.’ ‘Hey, I don’t have to check in with you every time I want to come home and visit.’ ‘True,’ I said as I took a long drink from my mug. ‘Hey, bartender, get the lady a beer.’ ‘Coors,’ she said. He smiled and shook his head, considering this was Budweiser territory. He did have some stuck back in the cooler though. ‘Let’s go back in the side room,’ I suggested. She nodded and followed me around the corner. I was pleased to see the.