"Get up lazy bones we have a lot to do today." I reluctantly got up and performed my usual morning clean up and when I entered her dining room she was...waiting for me fully dressed and looking as though she had stepped out of a fashion magazine."This afternoon we are going to a gathering. This is going to be your big trial. You will be under the closest scrutiny you have ever undergone, mother thought you had better be dropped into the deep-end from the start, I spoke to her last night after you. She went home.After taking a long bath and getting a few hours’ sleep she went back to the dealer. There was only one man there and he was about 50 and had that salesman smile on then she walked in. “Hello, I see you did come back as promised, and I haven’t called the cops yet.” He said.Jackie caught the “yet” that ended his sentence. She explained everything and then negotiated a price for the car. She was actually surprised that the man actual cut her a break and gave her more for her old car. The car had a huge lead and Pete, remembering his pursuit of the Sonarian agent at the school, had an idea."Johnnie!" He shouted, climbing up to sit on the back of his seat. "Get on my back!" What are you talking about?" Just do it!"Note: It would help immensely if, at this time, all readers would imagine hearing Molly Hatchet's 'Flirting with Disaster' during the next two paragraphs. No real reason other than that is what the author was listening to when he wrote it - plus it's a kick ass. I lived at home with my mum and my sister who is two years older than me.At that time my father was abroad serving in the Navy.My mother was not happy that I spend all day looking scruffy although sheunderstood the problem I had. She wanted me to look smart at least forour Christmas dinner. It was my sister who came up with the idea. "I knowthat Chris is all boy, mum, but I could let him borrow one of my skirtswhich will be comfortable and smart. It's only the three of us here." Hang on," I.