.. we might becomeclose friends... VERY close friends." I see," I said and thought it over for about two seconds.Clearly I was gonna have to get close...to her if I wanted tosilence her. So: "Okay. Where should we meet?" Do you know the Bar Sinister?" she inquired."On Cherokee Avenue just south of Hollywood Boulevard,isn't it?" Yes." I'll find it," I said."Good. In an hour then," she said, and hung up.I put the phone back gently back into its cradle then threwthe whole thing through the window.. .’ a soft female voice responded, ‘It’s Jenn.’ My heart raced, my head spun. ‘Hey!’ I responded, trying to mask my excitment. ‘Whats up?’ There was a pause that felt like forever. ‘I decided to take you up on that offer.’ I senses she was upset, perhaps crying, or close to it. ‘Are you ok?’ I asked. ‘Can we get together and talk?’ She replied. ‘I’m in town.’ It started to come together in my head — Wednesday nights are the night she has therapy with her husband. Things must not have gone well. ”“I like sex very much”, she got into a monologue. “When your dad was there, we used to have sex every night and sometimes even a session in the early morning. I actually can’t sleep without having sex, that’s why I drink and make myself get to sleep in slumber.”I tried to console her, “Ok, I have never complained about your drinking habit.”But she continued, “I can’t have sex when I need, I don’t want to marry again and this society doesn’t look well at a widow who hands out with men. I don’t. "They really seem to get into free weight training." They're great kids and highly motivated," I said."Your tai chi is still the big hit, though."I chuckled. "It's a good exercise. Danielle uses yoga to meditate. I use tai chi." Isn't tai chi a martial art?" It can be, but I prefer krav maga for self defense," I said. Then I had to explain krav maga."Are you planning to teach the kids self defense?" she asked."No," I said. "Right now, they're getting in touch with their bodies. They have enough.