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My remaining assailant was wearing a red polo shirt and brown cargo shorts. He raised his hands, palms out and said, “Hey, pal, I don’t want any trouble. It’s not how it looks.” “You are a liar. Move away from the lady,” Aaron ordered, and when he did, “Miss, get behind me.” I did, and Aaron asked, “Are you hurt?” I shook my head, then finding my voice, I said, No, not really,” and he replied, “Good if you have a cell phone, dial 911.” “Listen, Buddy, she approached us earlier and promised us a good time. We’ve already paid this whore five hundred dollars, and,” Mr. red shirt couldn’t finish his lie because Aaron hit him twice, his fists blurs of motion; jab, jab, lightning-fast strikes in the stomach, making him clasp stomach and bend over in agony, gasping for breath. Aaron then kicked his feet out from under him, sending my assailant crashing to the dock. “That was a love tap, poltroon, would you like an encore?” The coward shook his head, not meeting Aaron’s eyes. “And you,” Aaron commanded, turning to the man trying to climb out of the water, “If you like having teeth, stay where you are and keep your mouth shut until the authorities arrive.” FAST FORWARD; My assailants turned out to be Real Estate Lawyers from Ontario, Canada. Theirs was the largest triple-deck Cabin Cruiser docked there. They loudly proclaimed their innocence and their intention to sue us into poverty, as the New mature York State Troopers led them away in handcuffs. After they were gone, Aaron sat on the bench on the dock next to me and asked, “Are you sure you’re all right?” “Yes, I’m fine,” I replied, really looking at him for the first time, and thinking, ‘He’s not wearing shoes. He came out of nowhere, all six-foot-three of him and he is barefoot.’ “My cabin cruiser is that one there; I’m roughing it,” Aaron said, jokingly and pointing in the direction he came from to rescue me from them. That explained his bare feet and what he was wearing. “But first,” Aaron, offered me his hand, “My name Aaron Blackthorn, Miss, and you are?” I was thinking, ‘He’s not wearing a wedding band.’ “My name is Sandy Anderson,” I japanese replied, taking his hands in both of mine and squeezing, “I want to thank you for coming to help me the way you did. I’m not from around here. I’m on vacation with my girlfriend, Mary. We’re staying at a little bed and breakfast on James Street,” and missionary I was thinking, ‘Maybe he will offer to walk me home.’ “I know where it is; the red house on the historical registry. It has green, yellow and violet gingerbread trim and white wicker furniture on the porch. Good choice, I know the proprietor, Joyce Barnes. All that aside, it is late, and I insist you let me walk you home after I put my sneakers on. I won’t take no for an answer, Miss Anderson.” “How long will you be in the Bay, Mr. Blackthorn?” I asked, hopefully, wanting to know more about him. “I’m leaving in the morning, Miss Anderson.” He answered, “I’m returning to Pittsford and back to my office. I’m interviewing for a personal assistant, slash secretary. The job pays well, and she must be willing to travel at a moment’s notice. And I will be interviewing three prospective candidates over the next few days.” “Yes, please, Mr. Blackthorn,” I said, accepting his offer, “and call Hardcore me Sandy. I’d very much like you to escort me there.” “I will, Sandy, and you must call me asian Aaron.” I learned the origins of many biblical names in Sunday school. In Hebrew, Aaron means “Mountain of Strength,” and I thought, ‘Aaron’s name certainly seems to fit him. 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