|Hong, even before you called out, my ears were ringing...|
Back in high school, I had a girlfriend (i.e. coverup) named...Jane.
Because of Saturday Night Live, we took to calling her (affectionately) "my ignorant slut." (We'll, she didn't know I was gay, but there wasn't any sluttiness going on....not with me, anyway.)
And there is no mafia. remember that.