“Is your Mom still home?” dad asked.“She left an hour ago,” I replied. “Shit,” he swore, “was she mad?”“Think PMS time cubed and you...may be close,” I warned.“Double shit,” he cursed, “I tried her cell and she didn’t answer.”I walked over to the kitchen and saw it sitting in the charger. “She wouldn’t. It is being charged.”“Triple shit,” he swore, knowing he was indeed in deep shit. After a pause, “Well, can you leave her a note? This is going to be an all-nighter.”“Shit,” I repeated, which got. The Major wouldn't dare raise hell with us, we were celebrities. This incident is why I left the goddamn stupid army.Sorry, pet peeve. Back to my story.As I said, I had gotten out in April. This was May and a couple of friends, Sal and Tony, and I were at a drive in just hanging out. It was a Steak n Shake if you must know. The deal was you go there to eat in your car and then just hang out. You could see friends or make new ones and have a good time. Cheap, harmless fun.I was driving my "new". ..Jess?" Ugh, voicemails from Alana," Jessica sighed as she clicked the buttonto play the first message."Hi Jessica," the two women's manager's refined voice came through thespeakerphone. "We need supervisor cover to Paris today, give me a callback when you get this." Umm... Aren't you on leave today?" Nina asked the blonde Americanwoman."On leave all week," Jessica replied. "There should be cover in placethough, she shouldn't need to call me..." Jessica frowned in confusionas she played the. This adventure came about through my pursuit of bullies. I was walking around the playground one day when I detected a very depressed feeling emanating from one of the teachers who was monitoring the area. Miss Archer was a PE instructor and a real "dish!"A lot of day dreams circulated around among the male student population about Miss Archer and the sexual favors she could dispense, if she only would. Of course, nobody had any evidence of this ever actually happening, but it was a common.