I took a T-shirt and tore it all the way around, just below the chest line, the way that was popular just a few years ago. I took a pair of old, batte...ed jeans and cut them off, making a nice pair of cutoffs out of them. I shortened them to within an inch of my crotch, and then ripped up the sides about two inches. This left a lot of empty space in the crotch. I ripped the sides up the crotch, too, and then looked in the mirror. There wasn’t a way that I could stand that my balls. "Wha, uh, huh, I, uh, what?" Look, here is the way I figure it," Mom explained, "a couple years agoI noticed some of my things had moved. It was subtle but I know how I docertain things. I thought maybe you were looking for something. Butafter a while that didn't fit, then Jesse was having a problem and youtalked to him. Suddenly he was doing better, happier and that was great.I also noticed that my things weren't being messed with anymore, butperhaps that was because you were away at college.. This was back in 1989, so sexual harassment wasn’t as big as it is now and neither were the laws so strict about minors working. I thought I should throw that part in because I will go on to talk about the double shifts I was working.So Rafael, the perv Latino cook was working one Sunday. It was just after the breakfast rush and the waitresses had gone home and he was the only one working in the kitchen. I was working on the other side rolling silverware into napkins and kept checking him. ? I almostburst out laughing.? His mouth droopedand his eyes looked worried.? He grabbedhis bag and rose again...this time I slammed him down a bit more roughly andlooked him in the face...staring him down?until he looked at the floor.? Henow looked like he wanted to cry. Which was great.? So fresh in his neat little uniform..sofuckable.? He brought his legs togetherand tried to move them away from me.? Ileaned forward in my seat and put my large hands on his naked knees. Ipushed..spreading his.