" And he just turned thirty? Could all these little things you mention bean adjustment to being thirtysomething now?"She snorted, but in a very proper... ladylike way. "I don't think he couldcare less about age," she said. "If anything I'd say he liked it becauseit's a little difficult being taken seriously when you're in yourtwenties." What does he drive?" I asked."Damn," she said. " How can you follow someone if you don't know whatthey're driving? I tried to anticipate what you'd need, and. She gave me a big hug and released me. "Time to do your homework," she reminded me."You have school tomorrow."I was heading out the bathroom door and stopped suddenly."What's wrong?" Mom asked."School," I replied. "I forgot all about it. Everything happened sofast over the last couple of days. Please, Mom, can I go to school asJenny? Please!" Jenny, let's go outside."We stepped out of the bathroom and Mom closed the door."Weren't you the one who was afraid of having pierced ears and a. So one of the guys arranged for us to get a limo and go to this strip club about forty miles away. The idea was for us to be far enough away that we could let loose and not worry about being seen. We arrived about 8:30 Saturday night to this little place on MLK Highway in Pompano called the Booby Trap. One of the guys said he came their regularly when he was on the road. The girls where real nice and friendly and the food was pretty good too. They set us up right next to the stage and brought. Roxy stared at her. “What do you mean, mom?” “You know exactly what I mean, honey. You two are more than just friends.” “Oh, that!” “Yes, that. Not that it’s any of my business.” “It isn’t! Sorry, mom, but what’s to tell? I’m gay. It’s not like you haven’t known for ages.” “I just assumed ….” Janet cleared her throat awkwardly. “I thought you might want to talk about it. That’s all.” “Talk about what, exactly? Would you want to know if some guy was fucking me? I’m not a child, mom. I don’t ask.