Soral turned to me and said, "Themissing girl's name was Pamela. The witness didn't give her last name, andalso didn't give her own name."Pamela. My n...me was Pamela. I said my name out loud. I rolled it around inmy mind.Then I said, "Mrs. Soral, how would I find out more about this Pamela?"Mrs. Soral said, "Well, it you knew what Pamela did, you could research itthat way. Anyone who works most anywhere these days leaves traces--payrollrecords, hiring and firing, mentions in the newspaper,. She answered the phone and did some typing and filing. She hoped it would get her a real job in the FBI some day.She took a call from a girl in Holly Hill, Florida. The girl claimed that there were pregnant girls and a man at an address there. She took it all down and placed the memo in Agent Farmer's basket.There were lots of calls and letters coming into the office every day from women claiming to have seen men. This one was remarkable only because the caller said there were pregnant women. I had blonde hair and Hazel eyes. I looked more like a girl even when I was young.I grew up around three females; I was surrounded by perfumes and lacy clothing. I was also considered adorable; letting Mommy dress me up in feminine clothes was normal to me then. I was a mommy's boy. I was so cute until Mom took me for my first crew cut. Dad was away in the war at the time I was born, Mom told him I was a girl named Terry and he died a year after I was born. So Dad never knew the truth. Well as. I charged You $200.00 for sleeping with me,” she replied. “But I didn’t!” exclaims the very surprised Manager.“Well, too bad, I Was here, and you could have.” Don’t mess with Senior Citizens!!!SHARE if it made you LAUGH ????An old blind cowboy strolls into a bar one day. Without knowing it, he has actually entered an all-girl biker bar by mistake.He wanders over to a bar stool and asks the bartender for a shot of Jack Daniels.He sits there for a while, then calls out to the bartender. “Hey, you.