How pathetic can you be. Your own high school girlfriend for 3 years, won't even give you a hand job. Cory was fed up, he made a decision, Topanga and...him were going to have sex, soon, maybe even tonight. He was tired of her saying no.That night Cory and Topanga went out to a movie. After the movie, he drove to the make out spot. He then told her "I love you, Topanga" whispering in her lovely ear as he worked his hand up under the hem of her white turtleneck and loosened her blue, plaid skirt.. ”“No problem,” Martin said. “Go get checked out and I hope everything works out for you.”“God bless you,” she said as she closed the door.Martin watched her as she went into the hospital before pulling away. As he drove off, he wished there was more he could do for the young woman.A couple of days later, Martin was once again brushing snow off of his truck. He was looking at the berm of snow the plow had made in front of his truck as he was adding to it as he brushed off his hood. Happy. I was even more surprised when he named an attorney I knew from my days as a court reporter. He's a man I considered a friend; the man I first thought of when I was thinking of who I might turn to for help. As was one of the judges I worked with, another man I thought of as a friend!The name of the fifth member whose identity was kept from us sent chills down my spine. My suspicions had been correct. He's the principal at the high school. No matter whom Kenzie went to for help at school, if she. I picked up a sandwich from the wagon on my way into the building."Hey, anything new?" I asked Mona."Nothing important. I put the materials for the quarterly on your desk. There were only a few messages. No calls from Canberra." Right. Let me put this down. I'll be back."I went into my office, then back and got myself some coffee, sat down and munched my sandwich. It was already afternoon in the ACT. Oh, well. What was it Doris Day sang in that Hitchcock movie? Right! "Que sera sera... " No.