#5279 - That she had to know I was a liberal wasn't hard, as I kept the bumper of my car decorated with my support for liberal candidates and causes (Sal took a fair amount of good-natured ribbing at work for his long-standing loyalty to the Democratic Party and its candidates), and she'd seen it every time we'd been together. Then the other half of it hit me: I was going to have to have sex with this woman, and I really started to sweat! She came up to the door, and I let her in. I am publishing this now because I thought it was a story worth telling, and because one of the persons it most concerns cannot be affected by it It is written from memory, but I know that this person will not be embarrassed by any details I may have forgotten.