. in your shorts." Okay," Tyler conceded. "I get the point." Do you want to watch another movie?"Tyler sighed. "You want me to suffer through anothe... 'chick flick'?"he asked sarcastically."Why not? You _are_ one right now," Julia teased. "And if the magicgave you any female skills and feelings, I'm willing to bet that youliked the first movie." No, I didn't," Tyler countered angrily. "I don't have femalefeelings." Then why were you crying when they got together at the end?" Juliaasked with. He had his sunglasses on, his black speedo and nothing else.I put my laptop down, put my beer down and stood up to greet this older fellow. Smiling and in a very friendly voice, I offered him a beer.He grabbed the front of his speedo, which was sporting a healthy bulge, and told me he didn't want a beer but thought maybe I could help him with the bulge he was grabbing. I turned and let him follow me inside. When I slid the sliding door open I could feel him behind me. Once we were inside,. The judge must have been preparing for awhile and with help. He had a laptop with a PowerPoint that Marcy helped him set up to run. He called it, "What If and Why Not". I would have loved to sit through it, but the Michigan 10 who were on the mats this morning rested through more computer training and the other 10 joined us trainers on the mats for four more hours.I had taken two calls during the morning mat session. One was from Frank; that lasted 10 minutes in Arabic. He wanted to move up the. .. then me shepherding my pupils away... That would be enough to bring in the police and their scene-of-crimes team: expertly grilling the girls, forensically examining my phone, searching my house, analysing the quilt covers for DNA, the sofa, and the coats which could have bits of semen on them... There was far too much to try and erase. The process was going to lead ineluctably, step by step, to my total downfall.My life was finished.I couldn’t think of anything I could do to avoid being.