It was an amazing performance as the crowds watched the flutes and clarinets lead into trumpets and soon the music echoed into Tomorrowland, Adventure...and, and down Main Street USA. All too soon, the trumpet players drew their horns like swords and the Dayton Hillbilly Marching Band from Dayton Ridge, Texas slipped into the drum feature as snare, tenor, and bass crashed in their syncopated rhythm with the castanets clicking loudly. Then there was complete silence as Tuna Bell, stepped forward. " You goof," Meredith said. She didn't resist when Brock pulled her back close to him."You still didn't answer my question," he noted."Which one did I miss?" Meredith wondered."Where do you want to be in a few years?" Brock tried."Define a few," Meredith said."Let's say, five years," Brock offered."Ideal world or realistic world?" Meredith posed."Is there a difference?" Brock wondered."Maybe," Meredith said. "Like I said, the future can't be decided by one person." OK, ideal world," Brock. I was beginning to figure out what her problem was. Ravi is the gorgeous, 26 year-old student doing his MBA I had begun the relationship a month ago. Everyone hears how good north Indian lovers are supposed to be and Ravi had the looks for it, but he didn’t have the talent, at least not yet.”You know, does he make you climax? Has he given you an orgasm?””Um, I, uh, well, no,” I admitted, my head dropping as if this was my fault.”What is it with these guys?” she asked, continuing on without. But I didn't notice any telltale signs. Her buttons were all buttoned and there wasn't anything seeping out of her mouth."OK. I'm going to spend Saturday with my family. Nancy's in charge. He's got a prescription for some dope if he needs it but he doesn't really want it. Let Nancy make any decision about that. You both know how to reach me if you need me."With that, he gave me a kiss on the cheek and was out the door, whistling "Pop Goes the Weasel." I thought about weasels popping and some of.