I am man and I know what I want. I knew when I saw her first, the waitress, that I’d have her. She is new, used, meat. I am man and though I fancy myself chivalrous I have no room for drama in my life. I am busy, I am focused and I have a future. She was just a bit to flesh the summer out. I was there when she needed me, I let her call me her hero for rescuing her that night. But I am man and the man with me knew and grinned. Take the waitress on a Sunday night. I took her, and I tackled her...