Women didn’t smoke straight cigarettes, the one without a filter, which was a man’s cigarette. Good women smoked filtered cigarettes and Mom smoke... Kents. When I was nine, I never quite understood that label. I knew it wasn’t good, in fact, I knew it was bad. Still, I always wondered what it would be like to be with a loose woman just to watch her smoke. Little did I know in a few short years I’d desire to do more than just smoke with a loose woman. Mom followed the other rules laid down for. Mom had a rather large house and had enough room for all of us. My aunt is now 80 years. She has not gotten any better looking with age. Even though she is not that good looking, she still turned me on every time I looked at her. Her body had gotten a little more frail and was really wrinkled. Her hair had turned totally white now.We all got along really well. The very first Saturday that mom had to work I had great plans. Irene did not get up as early as she did. That morning, I got up early. ” She turned and walked away and I stared at her until she yelled back over her shoulder at me, “And stop looking at my ass!” A few minutes later I snuck out my back door and darted across the back yards to her house. As soon as I went in I heard them laughing in her living room. I peeked around the corner and saw that they were all naked, just sitting around drinking and talking. Ariel, another brunette and a blonde girl, and a guy. They were all about Ariel’s age. She noticed me and motioned. The men that drove away with his family didn't fill Jerome with confidence, but he wasn't given a choice.He was to be their pathfinder, responsible for their safety ... and their success. Jerome was a sniper. He was a soldier. He would fight for what he believed, but these men planned mass murder on a scale that was unimaginable to him. The team's task was to set off a bomb: a very large bomb identified by its multi-megatons of explosive power, and its residual radiation. These men wanted to.