He was just as gullible as his namesake from West Side Story, but nothing like him in looks. He must have weighed in at 250, most of it muscle. Kind o...f off-blond hair, impossible to comb into anything that would stay put for more than a minute or two. I remember the blond hair on his arms was thick like fur, but almost invisible.When Weinstein made his declaration that resulted in my nickname and reputation, I was a rather unremarkable junior high kid. I'd turned 12 over the summer and hadn't. The day Krowe Industries started losing money Beatty would be terminated. That’s exactly what she told him during a quiet meeting six years ago. Beatty handled the day to day operations of Krowe very well. He had his ways of ensuring that Krowe Industries remained in the black. Some of them were brilliant, long-sighted and above board. Others were murky, semi-legal, and very rewarding. He dressed those up for the Pan-global Securities Exchange Commission to look legal on a regular basis. Glory. "Can't do this?" I asked, demonstrating as I kissed her neck and her ears."Hmmm..." she agreed with eyes closed, "can't...do...this."I reached up under her t-shirt and undid her bra at the back. She tried to squirm to stop me but could not get her limbs to perform the most simple of motor actions."I...told you...have...boyfriend. I can't," she mumbled, eyes looking to the door for someone to come and get her out of this. "I really can't..." No one is coming to help you, baby. Better to just. But we have some, too. Yeah, now that I’m a little older I get tired of the leers. Tired of the endless “naughty” jokes and entendres. Somehow I thought that would all stop when I got engaged but if anything that stuff actually gets worse. Guys see married -- or soon-to-be married - women as somehow safer. They can get what they want without risking us wanting a relationship. They fantasize we’re all unfulfilled and of course they are just the one who can fill us up in a very literal way.So.