She glanced around the room, drawn to the hearth, it’s warmth on this sub-zero night comforting and refined, like the man. Pondering those words..sh... made her way past the bookcases, her fingers lightly running over the old leather bound volumes, as she sank into one of the matching leather wingbacks, remembering some of the meetings they had here. Oh ho, my fledgling has come back, to me, the only one worthy. She was interviewed in this room, had business meetings here, and come to seek his. As I round the last corner Hazel is sitting all relaxed and laughs as I pant to the finish. “I won,” she sputters out try not to laugh. “Ok you win.” I start to unpack my things until Hazel says, “What are you doing?” I mumble without looking her way, “Well I lost. And as a good loser I won’t try anything.” “That’s right you’re the loser but the winner wins all….. Remember?” “Sorry I thought…..” “You thought that only men want sex! Not so.” I stand and gallantly apologise. “Now as I don’t have. It wasn’t meant to be that way. Brigadier General Irwin Mcdowell’s Union Army of North Eastern Virginia was, at 35,000 strong, the largest field army ever gathered together in the history of North America to that point. It was substantially larger than the 22,000 men that General Pierre Gustave Toutant Beauregard (there’s a name to conjure with!) could field against him in the Confederate Army of the Potomac. Moreover the Union had a further 18,000 men under Major General Robert Patterson to. Tall, large, friendly, handsome, hard working.Mr. Roberts -- 48 years old ---- Jessica's dad. Loving doting father ready to do anything for (and to) his daughter.Note: This story is based on a true event involving an attractive graduate student, but in real life, the healthy male in the room with her at the time relinquished an exceptional opportunity, though this left him with vivid fantasies to write about.-------------------------------------MONDAYJessica Roberts was excited to start.