Try marrying it." Hey, you chose it. You know what, Jim, I have something I need to takecare of. Raincheck on the drink?" Sure," he said. "Make her ap...logize, at least, for freezing you out."Half an hour later, I knocked on Lisa's door."What?" she said, staring at me."Let's talk about this," I said, handing her stack of bridal magazines."What are these?" Bridal magazines. I've taken the liberty of folding down pages of someof the dresses I like. If I decide to do this, of course."She gave me a. Francine Anderson was the one who started it. She was reading about rape and “MeToo” and harassment, and she said to her brother Charles, “It doesn’t seem right. I love sex. I want to get pumped and fucked by every guy I’ve met. Who was that guy who said, ‘I never met a man I didn’t like’? That’s how I feel.”Charles nodded. “And you’ve proven that ... what is it by now, four hundred times?”Francine waved her hand dismissively. “I stopped counting a long time ago.”Charles was silent a while. “We. The meet up was his idea not mine, that in spite of my own aforementioned agenda.“I could eat,” he said. I signaled Doris and she arrived with her pad.“A couple of burgers,” I said.“Medium?” she said. I looked over at my tablemate. He nodded.“Yes,” I said.“It was lunchtime, but all day was coffee time for me. Jack nodded to the new girl touring the tables when she refilled my cup.“So?” I said, as we waited for the food.“Well, you know why I’m here,” he said. I shrugged. I really didn’t know,. By then I needed marriage so I could settle down into a faithful monogamous relationship and stabilise my life, what had been up till then, a badly organised orgy. I'd spent all my younger years travelling the country by foot, road, rail and air, finding it very hard to settle, rarely remaining in one place more than two months. I had really been there and done that and didn't want to play that silly game any more. I explained this to the lady how I felt before I married her, it seems she.