She was absolutely stunning. She literally took my breath away. Her dad slapped me on the back and laughingly said:"Breathe boy, breathe."Then we had ...o pose for pictures until her mom thought she had enough.The dance itself was memorable because Joleen never left my side. Every guy who asked her for a dance was turned down."I promised myself that I'd only dance with Brad tonight" is what she told Harv Switzer.And dance we did. We were on the floor for almost every number and dancing with her. She was virtually out of the room, not touching him and yet she could do that to him. Privately Mrs Jack was now Glenda to Gene, although he called her Mrs Jack or ‘your mom’ when with Lisa. He rarely saw Mr Jack and couldn’t understand why the jerk went drinking with the guys after work. Gene decided if he married someone like Mrs Jack he’d be first out of the office and would pick up speeding tickets in the race to get home to hold her, to kiss her and to give her a big fat seven inches that. "Boner," he responded with a grin. "Kinda fits doan it?"Everyone said their tearful goodbyes and Jeb gave me directions out of there. Honey got into the Grand Cherokee and ran her hand with wonder over the leather seats as I put the black Jeep in gear slowly proceded away from the only home she had ever known. She turned, looking backwards in her seat and waved at the two figures perched on the rickety old porch.When we reached the paved road I showed her how to buckle her seat belt. She had. He looked at Mr. O and said "I liked your ride tonight. What the hell is that thing?" Thanks. I like something out of the ordinary. It's a BMW R1200C. They only made them a few years. Looks like cruiser, but goes and handles way better. Especially with the mods I've made." Nice," Johnny said. "But I bet my ride is more fun." He looked at his goons and cocked his head in my direction. "Right?" Everybody laughed. Except me.Without warning two of Johnny's thugs scooped me up and while I struggled.