Then, I set about making the arrangements. The Methodist church would be used again but I knew the guests would be very limited. Just a few friends an... very little family.Maddie and Chuck went with me of course. Thurston loved them both. The few handfuls of dirt this time were barely visible on the top of the casket. It was sad but Maddie reminded me that this simple woman had produced my mother who had done so much, which led to me that still had a life to live and had given her the best. The first person to accumulate $100 had to host the next weekend, so there was a small impetus to win, but not win too big.Roxy turned out to be the big winner of the first three or four hands, demonstrating her prowess at playing some serious poker. Then, the beer and the whiskey came out. Things got more serious after that. Roxy held her own, but quickly decided to sit out a few hands.“I don’t want to blow all my money at once,” she proffered with a wink.“Don’t worry,” I told Roxy, “James. ’ He said. ‘I know, the petite ones are always a bit tighter but your the queen of tight pussy.’He pushed himself upwards and tenderly he closed the crotch of her uniform again. He sat down in his swivel chair and pulled her on his lap. He wrapped his arm around her waist and with his other hand he brushed a few tears from her face. Then he grabbed his phone. ‘Good girls get rewarded don’t they?’Amber nodded.He showed her the screen. ‘So far you’ve only experienced the level one rewards,’ he. Roosevelt, the newly elected President promised us in the fall of 1932. All the country could do was sit and wait for better days. ~ When I reached the city, I passed a crowded, dirty alley. The noisy crowd had formed a circle around two men engaged in a bare knuckle fight. I walked towards the crowd to size up the competition. My dad and grandfather had been prize fighters. If a year’s harvest didn’t yield enough to cover the cost of staying in business, they made good money in the ring to.