‘What’s the name of the President?’ Dr. Goldstein asked. Rosie looked at Max and then answered, ‘Obama. President Obama.’ This was two days...after he had been elected and they watched the celebration on television. Max and Rosie had talked about it during the drive to the doctor’s office, but when he asked her what day it was, she said, ‘What difference does it make?’ Her deterioration was slow but the forgetfulness became more consistent until Max had to teach part-time at the college. The day. ..away for a 5-day stint at a class I was taking to prepare myself for a new direction and career move. I knew I was going to scope-out the local scene and find an escort for a little extra "inspiration". I poured over advertising that was all the usual "I-am-wonderful...call me" stuff, - and then I spotted an ad that said "Sex Coach for Consultation Visits". I love having a woman coach me and tell me what she wants and how I am doing....so I called. The voice on the end of the line was charged. Speaking of which, I think that Daddy needs a wife or at least a live-in girlfriend, preferably one who can cook. He's used to my cooking, though I haven't had the energy as much lately. Out of curiosity, does this mean that we get a nice honeymoon? If so, where?" Vicki blushed as she realized that she had been rambling again."Baby, my place isn't prison. If you need to go to the store, the gym, the mall, whatever, for some reason, go there. If you feel like going to lunch or to the country. Remember , Ive always told you what they don’t know never hurts them.”“Mujhe pata hai tum kya keh rahi,”-boli Ane “par main Dev ke saath ye sab nahin ka sakti. Maine pahle hi kaafi kuch kar liya hai. Please Please Julia, tumne promise kiya tha.”“Bas bahut ho gaya Ann.” Julia gusse mein ho gayi thi aur harsh awaaz mein boli ” Maine kaha na yeh sab kal party par discuss karenge. Tum yeh to nahin chahti naa ki Dev ke aate hi woh saari photos main Dev ko thama doon? Aur uss Mote Dukaan wale ki aur.