It was good to see them. Daddy hugged and kissed his mom on the cheek and shook his dad’s hand. Grandma led us to the living room and we all sat do...n on the formal furniture catching up. I sat down close next to Daddy, my head leaning against his shoulder, his hand on my knee. “So what’s new with you Jack?” Grandpa asked Daddy after I told them about how my classes were going. “Well,” Daddy said, looking at me and beaming with pride, “I popped Missy’s cherry about a week back.”I blushed and. I pointed out the street where I lived last year. I had lived in truly the most confusing subdivision ever built. There were about ten streets in it, and they all started with the prefix "Lumi-". I lived on Lumiculi Street, there was a Lumiconi Street-you get the picture. This went on throughout the whole subdivision. Our friends would look for our house and spend an hour riding around the neighborhood. Their reason for being late was always "I knew the fucking street was Lumi-something."The. When she arrived at the private room at the end of the hall, she noticed the door was slightly ajar. She silently slipped inside and was treated to the sight of female buttocks rising and falling with frantic desperation on top of an impressive shaft of considerable girth. She recognized the face as that of the canteen girl who made floor deliveries of snacks and drinks to save the workers from leaving their posts at odd hours. It did astonish her to see how attractive her posterior appeared in. Jerry had to do a report himself, since he had assisted me. It turned out there is almost as much paperwork with a drunk driving incident as there is in a bank robbery. At one point, I told Jerry, “We are living the dream, Jerry, living the dream!”“At least he only puked on his car and not yours, or God forbid, on you. Very unpleasant!”In any case, that was the most exciting thing to happen to us that day. We did get a ‘see the woman’ call in the afternoon and drove over to the Happy Trails.