Mrs. August ... is it?" Yes sir, just like the month of July, my name is the next month, August. Only, you see, it Miss, not Mrs. I never married." I ...see, and you want a loan for college money for your son?" Yes sir, he's going to be an engineer." I see and it seems you have borrowed from us before. Oh, I see here that you have quite a history with this bank. This application is for your son, but you have borrowed for your son every year, for the past twelve years. Is this son ever going to. "But, you can call me Eleanor." She pointed to the young man next to her. "This is my son, Bobby. We're interested in one of your Body Gloves." I see." Beth replied, not really seeing at all. Most young men who came in with their mothers or other female relatives seemed embarrassed at first, but soon got into the swing of things, making suggestions and picking out exactly how they wanted to look.But this young man acted like he was on Death Row. Beth turned to Eleanor. "And how did you learn. I tried to get up, but he just grabbed my arm, his whole hand wrapped around my tiny bicep, and ripped the rest of my clothes off. he threw me back down on the floor, hitting my back and my head on the cement and pulled my hands up over my head, slapping some handcuffs on them.Jake went to the fridge and got a bottle of champagne out, aimed it at me and popped the cork. the cork hit my tit hard and champagne started to splash all over me. All of a sudden, like lions to a carcass, there were men. " With a mock roll of horror in her eye's she continued "Don't you like boys?" Yeah I do but I am not sure who's a good guy and who's a bad guy." She laughed. That was the right approach because the girls proceeded to fill her in on every junior and senior boy in school which ones were pretty decent guys and which ones were pure assholes. She heard one name that caught her attention. Jason Gimbles, she was warned to stay away from him, his dad was filthy rich and he thought he could do anything.