So whats your name I asked "lacey , oh yes I remember im becky , I remeber she replied looking into my eyes with those gorgeous green eyes , becky yes...lacey dont think im strange or anything but I think you are very preety , thankyou I said I could feel my cheeks slightly blushing im not a lesbian I told her I can tell she said but have you ever been with a girl once at all in your life ; no I said well forgive me for saying but I thought I wasnt a lesbian once but then tried it and have never. She heard the boys when they came in the house. She willed herself to get out of bed. They were sitting at the table doing homework already. She appreciated that they now knew the routine. She asked, “How was y’all’s day?”“Mine was good, ma,” Jere said enthusiastically. “I made an 89 on my literature test!”“Wow, buddy! That’s amazing! Keep up the good work!”“I will. I like making good grades.”“Well, you earned it, son! What about you Coree?”“It went pretty good. Nothing major. I did talk with. "I quickly turned the radio off. I snuck another glance at Sarah. She had a numb expression on her face."Sarah..." I began."Don't, Jonathan..." She said, her voice breathy.I dropped it.I glanced out the window at the traffic. Everyone was out going to lunch. The streets were crowed, people were nearly shoulder to shoulder on the side walk. The snow was melting slightly, giving everything a slightly slushy feel. As if the entire world was wet melting...Honking erupted on a distant street,. Worthless Bitch.Lisa shivered as the warm piss turned cold.Finally a police truck with a box built for prisoners pulled up. It was the MEAT WAGON.They used it to transport groups to the county jail. Nights they would round up a group of whores, just enough to make a good show.They would throw them in the meat wagon and take them to the jailand hold them in a cell for court.The cops opened the back of the meat wagon and it was already almost full.It was motley lot of Whores. The Good the Bad.