” The logical implication – that I was building myself up for a big disappointment – was coming through loud and clear. “There’s a reason fo... that,” she went on. “Most women have their first time as a teenager, and it’s usually with a teenage guy, and often he’s a virgin too.” She took a sip of coffee while she assembled the speech in her head. “Here’s the thing: teenage guys are the worst lovers in the world, and virgins are even worse. Put them together …?” she made a mock explosion gesture. So why was I so depressed? There I was taking my makeup off, stuff I hadn't used since I got it from the health spa on the cruise, and I was crying. I couldn't help it. Damn my parents and damn Wilson for interfering. Like I was some little kid who couldn't make her own decisions. I mean, I knew that things with Andy couldn't work and it wasn't like he was going to sweep me off my feet just because he showed up after a year looking... well, like he did.Which is why I got so mad when the. ”Witness: “Once again. Mr. Fitzgerald, I said approximately, but it could have been as early as 9 or as late as 1 a.m.”Attorney: “So, you could be wrong about the time?”Witness: “No, I am saying once again—between 9 p.m. and 1 a.m.”Attorney: “But maybe earlier or later?”Coroner Tocci turned to the jury, gave a bit of a knowing smile at the stupidity of the defense attorney, and said very emphatically, “I am saying about 11 p.m. but not before 9 or after 1 a.m.”Attorney: “You’re absolutely. On my final day, we were in the office and decided to go to lunch at a little café up the road. We were pretty much out of work and tired, so we took her car, a little red convertible. On the ride, she started asking me about my friends. She asked if I had a girlfriend, I did not and had not ever had one. This got me a bit excited, but the conversation did not get much more involved than that. The café was nice, we paid for the meals, and we got back in the car. While driving back to work, she.