Mikhail Gorbachev broke the mold, ending many of the older ways of the Soviet Union. The farms modernized with help from America as food production do...ubled. Rationing was eased and then eliminated.The same was true with the petroleum industry. With engineering from Shell, Mobile and Exxon, Siberia oil fields were exploited. With the right equipment and methods the brutal Siberian winters were no more a problem. Russia became an oil and gas exporter to Europe.Early on Putin followed Gorbachev’s. I’ve been spading my aunt’s flowerbeds. You girls sure look good this morning. You must be at least sixteen now, the way you’re growing up.”I looked at their sexy butts and perky, proud titties under their loose shirts. They’re wearing slouchy fitting sweat pants and sweat shirts, but what’s underneath can’t be hidden ... even with a canvas tarpaulin. These twins were ripe and ready, and they know it. If we were a year or two older, I’d ask them both to marry me.“You know we’re only fifteen .... ’ Another guy’s fists went up in the air in triumph. ‘Yes!’ Wes vaulted himself over a sofa, feet narrowly missing someone’s head, and threw himself down beside me. ‘You better not bring that in here,’ I said. ‘Don’t worry,’ Wes replied. ‘No, seriously. If they come in here for a check, and they catch even a whiff of weed, we’re all in shit.’ ‘David,’ the other guy sighed. I stared at him. ‘If they find even one sealy in here-‘ ‘He’s right,’ the dishwasher girl interrupted, wrinkling her nose. ‘That’s my name. Blake is my last name. You said Jerry Blake.’ She looked at Joyce for an explanation. ‘Typical Jerry,’ said Joyce with a kind smile. ‘He didn’t tell you that he was your father, did he?’ * * * * * As if she had been hit in the back of the head with a baseball bat, she finally got the connection. Duh? How stupid could she be? Jerry’s her father. Now it made sense to her why he spent so much time with her. Joyce gave her a motherly smile. ‘My father? Jerry was my father?’ Ginny.