Mekala was a sixth grader this year. School had only been in session for a little more than two weeks.It may be my imagination but whenever I see Meka...a I think the grass is greener, the sky is bluer, and the air smells much better.Mekala was a little heavier build than her skinny childish friends She had pretty nice tits too while most of the other girls were basically flat chested. I really enjoyed watching her run by me after the coach told them to run three laps around the field. I was sure. Arlene walked into her husband's arms, kissed him, then looking up at him, "I want Ann and Kayla to help me. Ann is feeling left out of my life and Kayla is a logical choice for weapons. She's had more overall training than I have, for that matter. But how much do I teach Alice and Terri? Just the basics so they won't hurt themselves with a gun, or more? And besides, I doubt if Eric will feel comfortable with me teaching his daughters. I'm only sixteen..." ... and a Queen, and an excellent. Is there anything else I can do for you?’ ‘Yeah, you can hurry up and meet me at Dillinger’s after work. I’m taking the day off and then I’m quitting. I’m buying, so whatever you want, even that shit you drink that’s seven bucks a pop. My treat.’ ‘I’ll take care of that, ma’am and thank you for allowing us to serve you.’ I spent the next hour on the phone, making reservations at Dillinger’s, and quitting my job which came as no surprise to my boss, who was ecstatic for me. – 2 – My first day. I watched an old Leave It To Beaver show and tried to imagine being in a big house like that. Keeping it clean. It seemed so perfect except Mother June Cleaver and the two boys would have to go away. Permanently...I was thirsty so I went to get something to drink. Big mistake. I thought Mother was asleep in her room, but she wasn't. On the couch in the living room and awake. Barely."Well, if it ain't the little whore bitch." She was slurring her words and appeared in a daze. I made sure not to.