That is where my mom, my 10 year old sister, and I lived. My cousin who was sitting in the dark back seat with Mom was going back to his base. I was j...ust dropping him off at the Greyhound station in town, not far from where we lived.My name is Jimmy, my mom is Virginia. I'm seventeen and big for my age, I'm six foot one and weight a hundred and ninety lbs. Mom is a very pretty but small forty year old. At only five foot three and one hundred and ten lbs more or less, she is on the small size.. All of the pledges were collectively as quiet as can be; you could hear the rising heartbeats as tensions rose from the girls who would love nothing more than to join The House of GIFTS.“Molly Brown,” she announced.The young blonde started jumping up and down in excitement, making her easy to spot in the crowd. Then she began working her way through the crowd, with a slight skip in her step she politely asked the other girls to move so she could get to the kitchen door. She was wearing cut-off. OK! I was in the lead!“X-men! Line up. Mr B, you’re the new man here. Follow the others. They’ll show you the ropes. On stage!”Bright lights greeted us as we filed out in line, and the audience gasped at first, then cheered and laughed, some of them calling to us by name.One woman shouted out, “Roger! Get it up, boy! Mama wants a champagne dinner!” The audience roared.Another one called out to her man, “Willy! Did you take your little blue pilly?” Again, a roar of laughter from the crowd.My. “Yeah, you’re right. I need to get going,” I said reluctantly.“Allen, pay attention driving home. Don’t start daydreaming while you drive. There are idiots out there and I want you back here alive!” Renee insisted.“I will, I promise! Renee …” I started to say but paused long enough for Renee to notice.“What is it, baby?” Renee asked.“I already want to be back. I don’t want to leave. I know I have to but I…” I said as the words tumbled from my lips.“Just get on the road! Stop worrying! We’re.