Alex walked into the room. The two men sized each other up. Alex was shorter then Andy, younger by two decades, thicker through the torso, more muscle.... The men exchanged the usual pleasantries, local sports, the weather. They joked about their former work buddies and how they shared the same view of the idiocy of management. Alex was nervous, it had taken a few drinks to get over his doubts. He was a virgin to this. He wasn’t new to sex, no he had been fucking on a regular basis since he was. “You’re inside me now Mick. We are one person. One heart. One soul. You have something inside you that you need to put inside me. Once you do that, as far as I am concerned, I will always be yours. Can you live with that?”“Yes, Sasha, I can. I can live with that. I can be one with you. I can be joined to your soul for the rest of our lives.”“That is why I’m giving you away to the other girls. I want you to come back to me, wondering about nothing and no one else, and be one with me.”She leaned. She hated mysteries. She could not stop digging until she solved a puzzle, like why there were similarities in seemingly unrelated murders. You might have gotten one assassination past my mother, but she was going to notice two murders committed by the same hand. To be honest, my mother scoring below the cutoff is only slightly less surprising than Maria's CAP score. I inherited my brains from my mother but have always thought she was more intelligent." Mr. Jessa was the anonymous tip that came. Separate checks, of course., She told me about life in the field of accounting and how hard it was for a woman to get ahead in a male- dominated area. We talked about college and career, and found a mutual interest in old jazz. Turns out she had some early Blue Note disks I had been looking for for years, so I asked about taping them for my collection and she invited me to come over and give them a listen first.Her "little place" was a Victorian brownstone in one of the more expensive.