Now my normal bra felt uncomfortablewhere it lay on the welts. Sighing I took it off again and took a teddywhich was much more comfortable to wear.Aft...r the uncomfortable pants my dearly beloved jeans skirt was the onlypossibility. With my pumps. Even if they were impractical forbabysitting, I needed them now. Just no sneakers, not even if they werepink!Then I rethought my decision. The pumps really were nothing forbabysitting. Instead of them I took the shoes with the high chunky heels.Yeah,. After about an hour Jenny said she was getting tired and needed to go. I was dissappointed until the other girls said they wanted to stay but Jenny needed a ride. So of course I volunteered. She lived fairly close in a little studio apartment. I was so happy when she invited me in. When I walked in there was an elderly woman and two little girls watching TV. The elderly lady got up and Jenny gave her some money and she left. The two girls Cinthia 10 and Lily 6 got up and hugged their MOM and. So what do you think you would like autographed?” I asked.The boy thought hard for close to a minute, then a smile returned to his face. With all the sincerity in the world, he asked for the item he most wanted signed.“When you catch a touchdown on Sunday, can you sign the ball and bring it to me?” he asked, innocently.“Oh is that all you want?” I laughed.“Yep, that’s it.” he replied.“Well Bryan, I tell ya what. I won’t catch a touchdown in every game, it’s just not that easy. But I will. As usual, she was drunk, and in a bad mood. "What are ya doing comin'in at all hours?" she slurred, "You'ra gro'nded fer a week!" shesaid."Fuck you!" I said. "Fuck you, you drunk!" Then I thought, why not?"Yeah, mom," I started moving in on her, "Fuck you. You wanna fuckme like we did before?" I could see she remembered, "No, shtay awayfrom me, John" she said as she backed away. But I leaped at her, andslapped her, making her fall to her knees.I grabbed a handful of her hair and made her look.