Peterson asked if Jenny had felt any movement yet. "I think so but I am not sure," Jenny replied."When they kick you will know, they should be kicking...anytime now."That night a courier from the agency delivered two large sealed packets. They were preliminary reports on the two colleges that the agency wanted us to set up student security for.Inside the first packet there was an envelope marked 'personal and confidential' addressed to me. I recognized the hand writing as Mable's, Eric's. Tossing it, the keys, and his phone on the counter, he turned the game on. Hockey was such a great distraction to have back. Covid was beginning to sap his spirit. Sorting the delivered flyers, unaddressed ad mail, & pizza coupons, is when he discovered it. A handwritten note…. “Been by a couple of times hoping to see a show again. Haven’t seen you. Perhaps I’ll try my luck again tonight around 9…..” Looking at the instantly remembered note he’d stuck on his fridge he compared the writing.. ." Shit! It was my mom! There had always been rumors in the neighbor hood that my mom slept around--I used to be bullied about it--but I had never known for sure. And now, not only did I find out that it was true, but she waas fucking somebody almost right in front of me. Then something surprising happened: I got even more turned on! Goddamn! I thought, my mom is fucking somebody! As they continued pounding into each other, I began picturing what she looked like with her big legs spread apart,. For a small fee for membership, we were allocated a list of five names and contact cell phones to arrange our first “date”. This particular month, the dates would be truly blind dates because of the paper bag requirement for the females of the species and the option of a nicely decorated eye mask for the males. I looked at the mirror at my face with the mask on and had to laugh because all I could think of was, “The Sword of Zorro”, a film I had found delightful when I was barely old enough to.