We didn’t know they were the mean streets, it was just home to us. That’s where I got my first broken nose. When I was young, I had a bad temper a...nd would fight at a moment’s notice. My reputation preceded me and the first time I got arrested after I turned eighteen, I was offered a choice. I could go to jail or I could go into the service of my country. Army, Marines, or the Navy, it didn’t make any difference to the judge. Jail didn’t seem like the place for a boy with a big mouth and a bad. " That's wonderful Alice, that would make me so happy." He kissed meagain."I'd like to hear more about your first experience of being a maid." Well after I'd been dressed, Fannie, that's what Madam Zelda had re-named her husband, took me down stairs to meet the Mistress. Fannie hadknocked on the door of the study; we waited for a moment before we weresummoned into the room. I nearly died when I realised there were threeother women in the room. They were all dressed in flowery frocks andwore. I guess this was to make sure that SIL’s excuse of commuting was genuine. From that day I started to pick her up daily I had Pulser without any holding grip for pillion rider. My SIL use to site behind me in parallel position, were she use to try as much as possible to avoid touching her boos to my back either by keeping her bad between us or leaning backwards as much as possible.One day she wore a jean as she and was not taking bag. I was in mood of miss chip; I did lots of sudden braking on. If it was a break-in, why had it happened after the attack on the lab had finished? More worryingly, noises from the roof just before I flew away might give them time to get vision gear pointed up toward the noise, catching me in flight.I preferred to leave the bastards with mysteries, because then they would chase around after all sorts of theories, wasting their time, resources and patience, and hopefully get nowhere. Leaving them specific details of my escape to think about, such as break-in.