Dad said, "Arlene, thank you for joining us. You know Mitch Abrams, I don't know if you know the future Missus Abrams, Doctor Dora McAdams."They shook...hands. Dora looked at Dad and said, "How did you find out about that?"I have tried to hold information about my doctorate down."Dad smiled. "Mitch isn't the only one able to investigate people."I wasn't surprised. Dad is perceptive and casual comments were filed in his mind to be considered carefully and fully when he had time.Dinner was great. He appeared to be about 50 years old. He wore a dark gray robe, a silver headband and several large rings on his fingers.He looked around for several moments as if he was searching for something. He uttered strange words I had never heard before as his hands lightly glowed. Suddenly, his head turned directly towards me and we made eye contact. I had been detected! I stood up, jumped out of the bushes and ran as fast as I could to the south. I had only made it a few steps when I heard the man. On my summer vacations, I was lucky enough to have a job at the newest supermarket as a 'box boy'; helping people with their groceries and making the odd delivery on my bike. When I was old enough to drive, I used the market's van to deliver and I had lots to do, both on weekdays and on weekends. As a result, I didn't know how my mother spent her days during the summer months either.I discovered my mother's secret quite by accident. It usually happens that way, doesn't it? I was delivering. I smiled, checking them out, up and down, then I said “coming to think of it, I was going to ask for my coffee, but I think doctors recommend juice first, it is healthier than coffee, don’t you guys agree?”They both nodded saying “of course mam, what kind of fresh juice would you like, we have all kinds”I said “I would like to have some fresh cock juice if possible?”They were both shocked, looking at each other, then at me, as if not knowing what to say, I said “you both heard me boys, and you.