Not even a thong to cover their "you know what". The drug cutting house is at the corner of 15th and Jefferson. I don't know the number. It is a red b...rick building with black iron things on the windows.Say a prayer for me, Miss Sandra. Bye"Sandra quickly printed the 4 photos on her attached printer. They were all young Hispanic men with various tattoos and gang markings. It was the same organization she had spent several months trying to expose to the light of day.One of the men she recognized. " Good John, then I think you'll do. You can go back to my husbands' office and I'll call him and let him know that I approve of your assignment. Oh, by the way, did they tell you that you have to live here with us?" Live here? No ma'am, they didn't." Well there is a one bedroom cottage behind our house that will be yours. You can move in this afternoon if you like." Thank you ma'am that will be fine." I didn't know that I had to live there but a cottage had to be better than living in the. When I came into the living room my mother was in her transparent negligee watching television. He'd apparently gone home and she had showered."Hi, Mom. Whatcha watchin?" Nothing worth watching," she said.She grabbed a Philip Morris, lit it and patted the couch next to her."Would you like a cigarette?" Sure," I said as I sat down beside her.I thought it was strange that she was offering me a cigarette since she had lectured me about it once when she had caught me smoking on the back steps."Son,. In fact, the majority of the people who have got her attention in that way over the years have been other women. She has also told me on numerous occasions that she simple doesn’t feel the need to stray from our marital bed, and I really should feel so grateful for that. If there is a problem it is my own sexual appetite, I could fall in love fifty times a day, and even though her sexual needs are higher than average but, is nothing compared to my own. So, why are we here, what are we up too ….