. where a "J" was leaning on my car. 'Thought so.'"Well ... come on. I decided to walk." I grabbed her by the arm and hustled, really muscled, her out...to the veranda where we surprised the first "J". I grabbed her with my other hand and we were off. One girl in boots, the other in slippers. I hummed a little ditty as we splashed through the drying mud on the way to the store."What is that tune? I'm sure I've heard it before." Said like twins the world over.I sang the words."Oh, what tangled web. ”Now she had my interest piqued by saying she couldn’t look away.“So, you enjoyed watching what I did to Porsche?” I asked her.“Yes,” she quietly mumbled.“Have you ever had that done to you?” I asked her, looking around making sure no one was listening.“No, I haven’t,” she mumbled again.“Carol, look at me,” I said with a soft tone.She slowly looked up at me, her cheeks flushed and biting her lower lip.I had to hold back the growl that was growing in my throat looking at her, she looked so damn. She cried like her heart was broken and I knew whatever had occurred there at school must have been very rough on her.After several minutes of sobbing onto my chest, Susan began to get control of herself again and then she began to share with me what had torn her up so badly. Before I knew it, Susan had told me that she really didn't want to go home right then and asked if I'd join her for dinner. I readily agreed and I began to realize that I had an ulterior motive in agreeing to eat a meal. Supposedly low crime and low taxes were the keys to getting the city-folk to move in.Regardless of how placid the streets were, Charlie knew that he would be spending another evening by himself, and he often wondered what kind of effect this had on him. It is true, for instance, that after every period of great social activity, such as one’s school years or hanging around a gang or a group of friends for prolonged periods of time, that a man yearns for some solitude, probably because there is.