"So, who do you want to be?" asked Emma, "the power dressingprofessional woman? The mum at the school gates? The hippy chick?What's it to be?"Richard ...as bewildered. He'd never thought about it before. "I don'tknow," he stuttered."Not to worry, let's wander round and look at the mannequins and tellme when you see something you like."They wandered round for about five minutes before Richard suddenlyexclaimed - "Her!"Emma looked at the mannequin which was dressed in a mid-length darkcoat over a. The semester went surprisingly quickly.At Columbia, I was accepted as a visiting student, and Leon was accepted in the nurse practitioner program. We prepared for a summer in New York. I went to Lib's send off for Libby and Pris, who were going to Paris again. Beau was going to Philadelphia for another summer with Will. Beau and Libby were engaged with the date set for soon after Libby graduated.I switched the normal sequence of third year electives and second year required courses. I planned. If you hadn't been such a prude you might have found that out. I know, you think being "Bi" is nasty, you are so quick to judge when you haven't had sex in "a couple of years". Prude much?I decided that I was going to move to where you lived, I wanted this man more than anything and I was going to have him. I got an apartment in the same building as you . One of the best times we had was on your 23rd anniversary. We took you to dinner for your anniversary and then went home. I went to my. I waved at the friendly head concierge, who I hadn’t seen before but who had just nodded politely at us. To our right was the over-sized main entrance revolving door, which was flanked by two porter doors; it was all brass-colored metal with thick, immaculately clean glass panes.I watched as a porter moved through the far door; he was struggling with his overloaded cart and accidentally dropped a suitcase. A rather large woman, who looked to be in her early thirty’s, promptly started yelling at.