But I needed the confidence that at least a possible resolution could give me.Monday evening was the nadir for me. With little option I had drinks and... dinner with Doug—he and I were the only guests left in the place—and even joined him for an after-dinner digestif. Just one; I firmly begged off when he ordered a refill and seemed ready to continue well into the night. I couldn't afford the let-down. He seemed a perfectly pleasant guy and, when he finally opened up a little from his focus on me,. “It’s a legitimate question,” I replied. “She’s spends so much time with victims of sexual abuse that she’s seeing sex as abusive in almost every case. She’s gone down the same line as Jennifer’s friend Jocelyn did almost twenty years ago.”“Jocelyn?” Kara asked.“A different one; not Ben van Hoek’s law partner. A radical feminist in the Andrea Dworkin school of thought, which is where Bethany has ended up, at least with regard to sex, by making a series of logical, yet fallacious, arguments.. The Loukoumathes are little puffs of deep fried dough, drizzled with honey and cinnamon, sort of like the Sopaipilllas you can get in Mexican restaurants.It was delicious. There was applause!Oh! You're wondering what happened to the chaos?You'll remember perhaps when I mentioned how little challenge I felt my High School classes were giving me, and Mom's promise to 'Think on it'? It was that spark which lit the fuse which manifested itself as the explosion of chaos in the restaurant the evening. We are an odd couple. We’ve been friends for years. We went to high school and college together, both of us on the swim team.’ ‘So how did you end up in your business?’ ‘My father had a service station with a small repair shop attached. He did engine and mechanical work, which he loved, and farmed out the body work, which he hated. From the time I was fourteen, I worked my summer vacations for him. When the body shop was short of men, I would go over and help. Pretty soon, I was doing some of.