She wants me to get rid of most of my books because I’m not smart enough to understand them anymore. Not my fiction collection, but my hard and soft...sciences and language, theology books. I couldn’t even argue the point. I told her I was going to keep some for sentimental reasons. It made me cry. I had to get off the phones for a few minutes. I had built so much of my self image around my intelligence. My ability to remember and integrate facts across a wide range of subjects. Oh, I know I. Warren was very lucky to get a decent job in the security force of the large food store and he started living his life while paying his debt to the community and the society. I always felt very bad for him. I was still living at home while attending a nearby college. We began reviving our friendship and this is when Warren told me the following, which I bring here to tell you. He said that he was scared to death when the judge sentenced him because he had heard many stories of non-consensual. ”Bad luck that Lex chose Olga first so I took Nadine and Shane picked Kate and we ended up in groups of Olga, Masha and Jade with Lex. Shane with Kate, Kelly and Irena and Nadine Mollie and Lexa were mine. I really fancied Olga in my group, something about her made her seem so very fuckable but Lex must have thought the same thing, never mind, there’s always next month. For no reason other than her being the youngest I took Mollie first. She cried and screamed all the way through the first. That was the plan. She could readily see that I was deeply into my Germanics studies, and though she was quick to assist where she could in spoken German, she herself wanted to explore English, and after talking about options, she elected to sign up for a university extension class in American Literature. She was so very cute as she made that decision. She was anxious that she could not handle a university level course in the English language, with so much reading and writing and such. Only.