“How old are your siblings?”“Well,” started Amy. “We’re 36, our sister Laurie is 33, our brother Tim is 32 and little sister Monica is 17...”“17? Wow, I bet THAT wasn’t planned”“Nope,” said Elly. “Her nickname is ‘Oops’”I laughed.“I know you live in Chicago, Amy, but where’s home for you, Elly?”“Same address as Amy in Chicago. We’ve always lived together. When Amy got transferred to Chicago, I quit my job and moved with her.”“And what do you do?”“Well, I just got a job with a marketing. ”“Why do you think it would be easy for me?”“Well, you’re much more experienced than me.”How do I carefully answer this?“Have I ever taken your clothes off before?”“No.”“Then we’re both at the same level. Have you ever kissed me before tonight?”“Only in my dreams.”Abby smiled. “Yet you’ve kissed other girls and you used that experience to see what I would like. Now, undress me.”He stepped up to her, his fingers traced the outside of her ears, then a lingering trip down her cheeks, where they. By the time she confronted him four years later about not moving toward marriage, she was no longer certain that she wanted to marry him anyway. They had a fight and she was back to an apartment of her own, less happy but less vulnerable.Hank Davis was heading down Chestnut Street on an afternoon in May, coming home from work. He saw a familiar shape up ahead of him carrying two big grocery bags and he called out: "Tracy Daniels! What are you doing down this way? I thought you and Richard lived. He spun and ducked just in time to miss a wine bottle that whizzed by his face. Eddie had managed to untie himself and launched an attack on David, perhaps in a bid for freedom.David was surprised by the sudden attack, and was at a momentary disadvantage, but it took almost no time for his combat experience to kick in. Eddie was attacking based on fear, but had no experience. David had combat experience, age and a size advantage. It was not a fair fight, especially after David planted his size.