” She went on to work and dove into her job. The day progressed and she headed home. Still she was happy he had complimented her looks and seeing as...he did, she made him dinner. A wonderful cook that she was, he ate it up, and then some. “That was a delicious dinner, Theresa. Where’d you learn to cook?” he told her. “My mother taught us girls how to cook,” she replied. “Well if all your dinners are like that, I could eat them all the time,” he went on to say. She thought about his words as she. " Well, we're making some big changes in this family, starting today. In fact, your father and I started making them last night! Now, I'm sure we can come up with something slutty for you to wear today. You get to undress at school, but we want you to look nice on the way there."We picked a pair of jeans out of my closet, and mom converted them into Daisy Dukes by cutting off the legs high up and tearing holes in the seat. Then we found and old t-shirt from seventh grade which was worn so thin. ” I stood and eyed her, still not sure, so asked “can I rub please Zoe?” “She laughed and said “of course you can.” I rubbed my bottom, still stinging, and will be sore for ages, but it felt satisfying. “Thank you” I found myself saying. “For the cream?” Zoe's asked, laughing. “For everything. You have taught me a lot today.” “Like?” “That I must not to mistreat people.” “How come?” “Pain. Friday came and in the afternoon we spentour last day with the brotherhood, they arranged for us to follow acouple of the guys out of Chicago, as the original route of the 66 wasdifficult to find, so we arranged to meet them at Al's Garage on MondayMorning.Friday night with the guys, Saturday we spent making sure that we hadeverything we needed; the long suffering June and Keith said it was OKfor Charley to spend the weekend with them if she wanted.When Charley arrived as well as her backpack.