That is quite a bit in 1977.I went back to my room and called my mom. She missed me and I missed her but at this point, I was pretty independent. With...the cost of long distance I didn't call often because she would spend half the time complaining about the cost.She was home and her boyfriend Bill was over. I asked if she was doing well, if she was in control and if she was happy. The answer to all three questions was yes. I told her about my classes and some of the friends I had met and told. Dealer, put down the cards and show us your left hand."With a shout of "NEVER!", the dealer jumped back and pointed his right hand at me. I saw the derringer come plowing out of his sleeve and I ducked. I pulled my own gun with my right hand and shot the dealer in the crotch as I aimed under the table. The dealer rocked back from the impact of my .44 caliber bullet and fired his derringer into the ceiling as he fell to the floor.His mate in cheating fumbled for his gun which he was wearing at. She'd admitted that one of her fantasies was to appear in one of these magazines and that when she was at home alone she would often spread them out on the floor and cover the pictures with our home made dirty polaroids just so she could see how she'd look as wife of the month and imagine hundreds of men wanking over her pictures.I did offer to send some of her pictures off to escort but the thought of being seen by friends or family meant it was a non starter. Another of her fantasies was to. .. We’ll just have to wait for Jason.“But why?“ she continued, now more to herself than Morris.“What ‘why?’” he grumbled. “There’s a hole, there’s free food on the other side, it’s like bird feeders.”She burst out laughing. “Sure, Morris, you could have just left the gate open and dropped a few fish in the water and you’d have a whole pod instead of paying money for Toby.”He gave a shrug of acknowledgment. “Then you tell me why,” he said. “Mostly you break out of jail, not into it, so how come.