I want you with me forever. When we're old and grey, I want to sit in our rocking chairs, side by side. I love you -will you marry me?"Reverend Logan ...lanced around at the wheat fields surrounding the church. He stood at the threshold to the old building, his Bible in his left hand held against his breast while his right hand stayed busy grasping and releasing the hands of the parishioners, sharing their perspiration with his as they passed by like the blacktop surface in the gaps of a highway. Economics…oh how exciting! The next Wednesday she found herself taking personal notes in Mr. Torres’s class. Why not? Her paper had been finished the day he assigned it and there really wasn’t much for her to do. Ben was going over the Woman’s Rights Movement and Susie yawned mentally. On her personal notes she circled her note stating the ownership of women by men. Immediately she felt herself grow wet as her nipples hardened. Jotting down her thoughts of a woman belonging to a man and how. I was in love and even summer in New York felt delightful, at least at 8:30am before the growing heat began baking the pavements.My goal was down and west, to an old warehouse on a small side street off of Greenwich near the Holland Tunnel. Any patch of ground or real estate left in New York, no matter how run down and dilapidated, was far too valuable to left to crumble or rust away. Years ago this rather modest building had been turned into a complex of eight semi-premium residential lofts,. I had bruises all over my body and I was still buck naked when they pushed me to the yard. There was a big house behind me and the yard was surrounded by a solid fence which seemed at least 15 feet high. This was not a house, this was a fortress. Two of the guys behind me were carrying guns, and then there was one guy with a cane and another one with a whip. Like, was I in a shape to attack anyone? There were two people sitting by a table in the shadow of a tree with drinks in front of them..