I’m not sure if this was a good idea, but I did know one thing, things were going to happen, I mean Christy would certainly make sure that they did....When we (Christy and I) arrived, I immediately introduced her to all of them, we were the last to arrive so that they would all be there when we arrived. “Everyone,” I called out, “ I want to introduce you to miss Jones who has volunteered to be our chaperone for the night. You will like her very much as I do, but she is kind of strict and if any. Our grades had improved enough to keep us out of trouble so we decided to ask our parents if we could go on a real date. My parents were OK with us going out alone on a date, but her parents said we had to take her little sister. This sounds bizarre today, but that was not unusual for most nearly seventeen-year-olds still living with their parents in the early 1960s. It was very nice at first even with the little sister. Our first real date as boyfriend-girlfriend was to a drive-in movie. I. Polly, Connie, Mavis, Boris, andClovis all came up at a more leisurely pace; but unlike Argus, they weren'tperpetually hungry. "Do I have your attention, you ungrateful whelps?" They were almost as bigas Mama now, but she still had a height advantage, and she used it for allshe was worth. Pulling herself up as far as she could, she favored them withher toothy, wide- mouthed grin. "I checked my milk just now, and there isn'tany. The well has gone dry. The spigot has been spiked. Do you catch my. It’s Pan. I show Gina my watch, and eventually reality comes flooding back, along with the inconvenient fact that the Mini Camp pickup time was 4 pm. Pan’s Blanket is where I left it, tossed on top of our clothes. An hour later, I jam it into my room safe and arm the heavy door with a personal four-digit code, even though I’d bet my left nut it will be gone when I return. At 7 PM, I knock on Wendy’s door. She pulls me inside, wrestles me onto her bed, and has my shorts pulled down past my knees.