The other guys all had it the previous summer and had rifles issued to them right on the spot.My plan was to forge my mom’s signature to the papers ...ecause I had just turned seventeen and was too young to be considered an adult. I was way too young for World War Two and if I didn’t shape up, I was going to miss out on Korea, wherever the fuck that strange sounding place was located because with McArthur in charge those gooks didn’t stand a chance and he probably would clean the mess up by. " Well, mums the word. I'm not supposed to know. Why that is, I've got no idea."Bobby let me help him. I paid his tuition at a good college. He was a junior studying computer science. He'd helped us with the computerization of our compound under the direction of an expert Andy had brought in."My lips are zipped, Pop."I didn't need to ask about Jeff, my youngest brother. He called me from time to time. I was helping with his tuition, too, but he also had an athletic scholarship. Jeff had. "This must all have been planned in advance," I thought and passed the sheet to Roger who only glanced at it and handed it back to the sergeant."Cell five." A warder took us through two sets of locked doors to a row of iron-barred cells that looked as if they'd seen service in a B western movie. I quickly noticed that only the back wall was solid and all the separating walls were open bars; we could see the other inmates and they could see us. We would have no privacy at all."Make yourselves at. He added, “Make sure she joins me for dinner.” “Um. I have school Monday. I don’t have a car, my homework, or clothes,” I said, trying to stall while I got my feet back under me. “We’ll take care of it, as well as the title change, an auction, and all the rest. Let me manage the logistics, you work on being a good whore,” he said, somehow without any note of condensation. “Now if you’ll excuse me...”“Wait, wait,” I said, finally able to push back. “I need that house in my name before I fuck.