”Mulky chuckled out loud.“You got a few to choose from,” she said.“Yes, I do,” I replied. “The problem is that I am picky.”Mulky looked ...ut at the vast expanse of nothingness in front of us. She didn't say anything for a few seconds. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she asked what I was looking for in a girl.“I am looking for someone who is sure of herself, who knows what she wants and is willing to go for it,” I said.Mulky didn't respond right away. She just stood there, stoic like. I won’t make it to 100 stories, but I may have a few more left. I needed to write this one now, while I am still sure I can. I was sitting in Doc Barker’s office, waiting for him to come in with the results of some tests. I had noticed I had a nagging chest cold, and a cough. I did the usual, took some cough medicine, tried to rest. Next I noticed my normal 230# had dropped to 215#, best to go see the Doc. Doc Barker and I got along well, he was the kind of Physician we all dream of. I mostly. The other girls giggled, and joked about "kissing lessons," but Brenda made it pretty clear that a lesson or two wasn't a bad idea. Whispers followed during a sleepover: "Brenda, could you... I mean... help me..." and "Hey, I heard Brenda gave Lisa some lessons..." and the rumors started to fly. How, everyone wondered, do you get kissing lessons from someone of such stature and experience. Just go up and ask? No one had the guts to do that, but the girls started to watch each other and listen. She had tried to call her sister, but Debra didn’t pick up and Holly didn’t want to leave a message for obvious reasons.Holly was totally surprised when she heard a knock on her apartment door. She was even more surprised, shocked even, when she opened the door and Gary Higgins, Clint’s boss, was standing there.“We need to talk about your profession that your husband doesn’t know about. Which I must say you’re very good at,” Gary told Holly, as he pushed his way into her apartment and closed.