More men were goading him, woofing away. The loudness dimmed as the light before him grew. More the boy became less a human and more primal. A rite of...passage from this to the place he was born to endure. He was at the door - now he must knock.Waiting at the door, the two eye holds above him opened. His eyes were piercing, a medium brown colour with both iris’ holding the image of a boy on his knees ready to enter his Master’s domain and serve him through life and hell. The door opened with a. A gold horizontal stripe crossed over her perky, pretty titties and the strapless provocative number was low enough that she still showed cleavage and seemingly dared any man to pull her top down to see the view. Her thin, lithe frame was propped up on a couple of brass colored fuck me pumps like she was the little figurine on top of a trophy given to the most tawdry and titillating, easy to bag, fun time girls. I said so. Jennie kind of smirked and said, "You like her, huh?" "Sure" I said.. “Michael,” my mother said, “Anything specific you do or do not want Nevina and I to wear this evening?”“Provocative, but not slutty, please?” I said getting a slap on the back of my head from my brother Charles.“Pass that on to Nevina please, and also don’t wear the same color dress, please?”“What about the girls?” she asked.My brothers had left the table, so I helped her clear it. At the sink I tapped her shoulder with mine and said, without turning to her, “Would I be getting too over-the-top. ‘Well, a Tin Lizzie. Get in.’ He walked to the front of the Ford and after checking the choke, gave the crank a half-turn. The engine refused to start. ‘When was the last time this automobile was used?’ ‘Before your uncle was sick, I’m afraid. Won’t it start?’ He took off his coat, opened the engine hood and checked the oil and gasoline levels. ‘Is there more… never mind, I see some.’ Jack walked over to the side and picked up a glass bottle of oil. Returning to the Ford, he carefully poured.