I told her I would have to think about it as my birthday was still a month away. Dad was working out of town alot and this was making mom and I get ...loser. Mom liked to drink wine in the evenings to unwind and sometimes she would drink too much. We would sit out on the deck or in the hot tub and drink and talk. The more mom drunk the more she wanted to talk about sex. This night mom drank alot and went straight to sex. She asked me to tell her about my first time at sex, I told mom to go. You know Fred Gingerman always had a crush on you and you never gave him the time of day." Fred wasn't after me. He was after another notch on his pistol."The five minute warning bell rang and I had to get to my first class as Jennifer.---Algebra. Not too hard since I carry a 4.0 GPA in the class, but I had to play dumb because Jennifer was just barely getting a 2.0. I think I had better help her get better for my own good. My next class was any teenage boy's dream come true - GYM. As I walked. Essentially.I contented myself for several months, just checking the news of the world, watching for new forms of evildoing that I could conquer, but not imposing any new death sentences. I noticed that a new crop of dirty politicians was gradually emerging here and there, so I worked for several weeks to describe a number of different types of conduct, by politicians, that would cause them to go to bed one night and not wake up ever again.It was an excellent exercise, and scattered additional. ” After shaking my hand, she looked at me and said, “You haven’t changed much.”“I like to think I’ve improved on the inside,” I said, offering her a smile of my own, and I added, “You haven’t changed much, either.”“Well, I’m older,” Linda answered, and she added, “and I like to think I’m wiser.” I wasn’t sure what she meant by that, but she made eye contact when she said it, as though she was scanning me for my reaction. I looked at her left hand, and I didn’t see a wedding ring, and I think.