Responding to my phone's vibrating message alert, I read the following: “Lesson 4 – Resistance 9:45am” .  It was from Winston, the latest addition to my little black book.  I called him to gain a better understanding of this cryptic message but he simply told me that he would be at my job at 9:45am to TEACH me resistance. What the hell? Winston hung up and turned off his phone. 
Approximately forty-nine minutes later, my assistant, Lydia, buzzed me to inform that I had a guest.  I asked ...


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