" There was a brief pause, then, "Anya's out with Doug Chilton." How nice for her. Thanks for the heads-up, Nat, but I can't really see why it would b... a problem. I've got to go now. Bye." I clicked off and checked my neighbors--nary a glance my way. Now, *that's* the way to talk on a cell phone.Doug Chilton is Engleton's resident Casanova. Considering that he's gone through more than half of the student populace during his three years here (not to mention a fair number of Dartmouth students. " Not much to tell, we only lasted a few weeks." Please, anything.Intimate details may help in my diagnosis," the psychiatrist explained."Doesn't surprise me," Richard said with a laugh."She always was about sex, that girl.Let's go and talk in the back room." So did you have sex with her?" the psychiatrist asked plainly when they were settled in their seats in the otherwise empty staff-room."Me, no.I was a virgin before and after I was going out with her.We were going out for a few weeks before. But the time came to fight for what mattered, those things that are often greater than we are. On the outskirts of the village, the men joining Wallace pooled together in tents and rested that night before setting out for battle. Mine was alone, some ways away from the others. I sat by the fire, watching my blade glow in the moonlight as I sharpened it. It was in pristine condition, forged in times of peace. Then, I sprang backwards as a rustling startled me. I rose to my feet, awkwardly. Talking with her had put me in a good mood but I was sorry for her because our night at the course had not been of expected advantage for her. I couldn't deny that I had a slight feeling of envy for the lucky fellow who would get such a dream girl if her boyfriend was stupid enough to skip the doctor.Less than one hour later Sandra rang me and wanted to see me during lunch. She suggested I get a salad from a popular take-away place and meet her in a park rather near her job. I accepted. She.