To listen to him talk, though, you'd think he was on the road for weeks at a time. You'd also think he was still in Oklahoma to hear to country twang ...o his voice.Mom, on the other hand could probably fit into her high school cheerleader's costume, if she'd ever gone along with that nonsense. Her opinion of cheerleaders was that they were too stupid to get good grades or stay off their backs. She didn't have any accent you could notice, though what I called a countryism would sneak into her. I woke up to the sound of water. Aunt Wilma was in the shower.I could look out the French Doors and see waves on the lake and the skies were over casted. I put on the local news and the forecast were for winds and rains from midmorning through the day until late afternoon. Not good football weather and the temps would be dropping all day into the mid 40's. Hell this was Vandy, not LSU or Bama, no big deal if we stayed home for this game.The water had stopped running and just then the phone. Ericka told me that they gave me 100$ and i would let them do anything they want and if i struggled or said no i would have to go back out there and make her at least 75$ more i was so high my eyes were like marbles under my cheap makeup and i wasn't gonna be a bad sissy for her, she gently grabbed my head and said YOU MAKE MOMMY SO PROUD, YOUR DOING GREAT AND WHEN THEY COME BACK TO BRING US TO THE ROOM , I MUST SHOW HER HOW BAD I WANNA BE HER BITCH BOY and how if i play my cards right i might. So, the picture of the dashing young executive, I left the bank. The picture faded a bit as I took off my tie, then unraveled completely as the heat and humidity struck. I slogged home on the bus, climbed the stairs and opened my door. I was soaked through and gladly threw off my coat. I was ready to pitch it in a corner but the realization that I only had so many suits made me hang it up properly. Once again I saw the bag sitting on the closet floor, but I wanted to shower so it was easy.