He had only one size of teddy bear on display and it was pretty big. It was a dollar a shot and one-in won a bear."This is no good," I said. "The whol... thing is off. I doubt if the ball will even go through the hoop. The balls are probably over-sized, too. It's rigged." Hey, young man. I resent that. Watch this." He tossed the ball into the air and swished it. I shook my head. I could see the hoop was smaller than regulation, but the ball had gone through. "Now step up here and win your lady a. It would end all too soon.Mr. St. Pierre patted me sympathetically on the back, "I'm . . . truly sorry,Son. I don't know what to say to you. If there's anything that I can do. . . ."Who was I to be complaining? If anybody deserved to be depressed, itwas Henri. He was a man in his late 50's, an immigrant from France. Hecame to this country with nothing, and built a multi-million dollarcosmetic/perfume company. He was so busy with business that he never,ever took a wife. That all ended two. “Maybe we should just sleep together and end this desert we’re in. I laughed and replied, “What time should I be there? ” When I got to Michelle’s dorm, she was wearing pajamas, cute shorts and a low cut shirt. Because her dorm was so small, the only place to sit was her bed, so I crawled in bed with her, like I have hundreds of times, except this time it wasn’t so innocent. We were nervous- something we never had been with each other before. We talked for a while and I watched her lips as. " Was she illiterate?! Was she frigid? Did she not see the almost-explicit, full-color pictures of fucking, frolicking lesbians on the cover? Or perhaps she just thought it a particularly alarming bit of recent, second-rate literary criticism?Oh ... I was soo disappointed. I fled the library in self-pity.But a few days later, hornier than ever, as spring finals week began in earnest, I gave it another try. About an hour or a little more later, an earnest, muscular asian guy in flip-flops and.