"The sweat shop?" I asked, raising one eyebrow."The garment factory," she corrected, gently."Not according to the labor unions I've heard mention it,"... I said."They're unhappy because the employees didn't vote to have a union," she said."Why didn't they?" Because Mister Milford said he'd close the factory if we did," she said. "He said he'd sell the property and move the equipment somewhere where people recognized, and appreciated his benevolence. He used that actual word." I see," I said."I. So where are you meeting him? Is he picking you up here?" Dawn said with concern, worried that she was doing the right thing by her daughter."No, he offered to but I told him I would meet him in the cocktail lounge, because that's easier. I just loved it there and wanted to see it again. But he will bring me home, I promise. Did you see the posh limo and a chauffeur as well?" she asked excitedly."Yes, I couldn't help peeking out the window and was very impressed, especially when the chauffeur. The two had indulged in their first real bit of Family Sex and that had just made Jessie’s heart glow even more with such feelings of warmth and love.On Monday Jessie had drifted through her whole day at school in the same dreamy glow of the day before. In that cheery mood Jessie had gone to school wearing only a skirt and panties but no top. A few of the other girls in her class were also starting to do the same ... coming to school topless - much to the delight of the boys. Jessie wasn’t. ” “Yeah, but that’s not a common drink. Half the time I get blank stares from bartenders when I ask for it. That’s why I’m drinking a margarita, the guys here don’t have a clue and screw it up half the time when I explain it to them.” “Well hold on just a moment and you’ll have a Southern Kiss just like mom used to make.” Leaving her in amazement I went to the bar and ordered the drinks, making sure the bartender made it just right. It’s a simple drink, just a little Southern Comfort and.