Mistakes were sure to happen, even more than usual, of course.At least we didn’t get sent to Charlotte first, thanks largely to the fact that the ci...y fell first. The New Black Panthers accepted a truce that allowed them to withdraw from the town with any of their adherents and migrate outside of the Republican Front’s territory. Evidently, they were less attached to and enamored with any one city as they were with their revolutionary worldview and dreams of building a socialist black utopia. She never said a word to me about it, not in all the time since we'd left Gracerie."I wanted to get Grace's opinion. Joyce you know I've been a little bit unsure about all of this. I'm trying to feel my way to a place where we'll all be comfortable. This is all very new to me, I don't have it all clear in my own head, and I always try to get other people's opinions, whenever I'm unsure about an action I'm contemplating taking." Kenny, your mother and Joyce are right about this. You need to stop. .. "Tell us why you were laughing!" they begged."OK, it was because we were driving on the highway to Hershey and that reminded me of -- the Hershey Highway which is like a nickname for going up the butt or having sex up the butt hole. That's why I laughed." The girls started to giggle and look at each other. Denise got us all laughing as she ripped off a very loud wet fart. Maggie, held her hose for a second, but had to stop to breathe and laugh. I decided to move things along...I moved closer. I guessed that they must have headed out for a night on the town already. I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge, took off my sweaty shirt and headed back to grab a quick shower. As I passed the spare bedroom I noticed my aunt was resting on the bed. She had a wet cloth covering her eyes and was in just a tank top and some shorts. Just as I began to open the door to my room I heard my aunt call my name, “Jason? Jason, is that you sweetie?” “Nope…just your friendly neighborhood burglar” I said,.