Casual. Natural. My first time. I remember it, and yet so many of the details remain vague, or perhaps they didn’t really matter. We got together se...eral times more over the next few months until our semester ended, and we took one road trip together spending three nights in a hotel before she took a flight overseas to visit some family. We saw each other one more time after that, and then I returned to my home town to start my career, and she carried on with her life, with her two children. We. Moni introduced me to her new friends when I walked up. Their names were Brian and Jeff. I said hello and went for my drink while they continued to talk. Jeff asked Moni to dance Brian asked me if I cared about them dancing. I just laughed and said no she is a grown woman. After they got back Brian asked her and off they went. Jeff started telling me how nice Moni was and then said and seems to be friendly to as watched Brian lower his hands to her ass and pull her tight against him. Jeff. "I then had to explain what a microprocessor was. The idea of a computer in every home was not as farfetched to them as I thought it would be. "After all, we put a man on the moon two years ago," was Jeff's explanation.I figured I would save telling them about Apple and Microsoft until later."There's a banker in Union County named C.H. Butcher. Have you ever heard of him?" I asked."Yeah. We've met. Never done anything with him, but I haven't heard anything bad either," Jeff answered."Well, you. I reached out and covered it with my own. ‘Thank you for talking to me, Jason. I will give serious thought to what you have–and haven’t said. I promise.’ After he left, I crossed to the window again. Across the harbor, a 747 was taking off from Logan. In my mind, it was heading west. I had initially submitted to Brad to preserve my career, now that very submission was jeopardizing what it had been intended to save. But in the meantime, values had shifted. I was addicted. Obsessed. I didn’t.