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03-24-2013 -- A barely remembered fragment about an underground hospital and being sent to the morgue to collect somebody or something, then I find myself walking on Crescent Avenue, headed toward Dale. I am just walking past the nursery when I run into two friends from the Tampa, Florida area. Let's call them TJ and TJ. Male and female, they are a couple, and they seem to be talking about a street they are referring to as Luther, and talking about all the crazy drivers.

I get involved in the discussion, and ask if they are talking about Martin Luther King Jr Avenue over in St Petersburg, also known as Highway 19 [Actually, it is located a few streets over from Highway 19, but dreams ... what can you do?], and they say they are. We discuss the street, and how it is made up of a bunch of streets that were originally separate, and then grew together, and all the bad drivers and accidents and stuff that happen there.

Part of the discussion is about how they keep doing more and more construction, adding overpasses and off-ramps that are slowly changing this surface street into more and more of an actual freeway [true thing that is happening with Highway 19 in St Petersburg area], and somehow as we are talking, the female TJ has traveled over there, stolen a hot sports car, driven it up and down that highway, wrecked it, and gotten back to where we are talking, all in a minute or two.

Unfortunately, she has been followed by the person she has stolen the car from, who is a rich millionaire playboy with criminal tendancies, kind of a cross between Bruce Wayne, Tony Stark, and a mob boss. He and his enforcer (who looks like the Obadiah Stane from the Iron Man movie) have come to find us, determined to kill TJ.

She accepts responsibility for her actions, and makes no excuses for what she did, but she does not plan to let them kill her without a fight, and she has this very cute guilty expression, and a very hot body. Between her looks, attitude, and acceptance of responsibility, I am really falling for her. Her boyfriend, the other TJ, runs off, and the Obadiah character pulls out a needle, now planning to drug her and have nasty sorts of fun with her because she dares to resist them.

The boss doesn't really care all that much about the car, he just can't let people be seen to walk all over him. He also wants me to come to work for him. But as the Obadiah thug threatens TJ, I can't help but get involved. I grab the thug and toss him a few feet to keep him away from TJ, and tell the boss that I have no problems with him, and could work for him, showing incredible loyalty ... but only if he leaves TJ alone.

The thug doesn't like it, but the boss doesn't much care, and seems interested, but first he is trying to finish up a phone call. In the meantime, I have stuck TJ in a kind of a shield or cage that keeps her safe from the thug, and under control. The boss has finished his phone call, and we are just reaching to shake hands when his daughter (who looks just like Thea from Arrow) comes running up.

She screams that this isn't right, and I can't do this, and I ought to be with her, not TJ, and throws herself at me. I shove her back a couple of feet, but she throws herself at me again. I shove her more powerfully, and she is right back at me. This time I grab her arm, and spin her around myself three or four times, building up more and more momentum until I throw her against a wall maybe 20 feet away. She collapses, but struggles back to her feet and comes at me again. I turn to her father, who seems bored and unconcerned, and asks him how long it will take her to get the message. He tells me another twelve to fifteen times of throwing her against the wall, and she might get the message! Dang!