They have small classes, five or six students at a time. They teach you everything, in a two year program. This kid I went to school with, at Army-Nav..., his aunt and uncle own the school. It costs twenty five thousand dollars a year, including room and board, but they have two restaurants you work at, while you're learning. When you graduate, you know everything you need to know about owning and running a restaurant. A lot of their graduates get backing to open their first restaurants." You. " What, you must be kidding." DO IT NOW," she yelled, "keep your knickers on." Please Fran, I'm really sorry." Stop whining," she said, and she actually pulled down my leggingsherself, leaving me in only the pink and white knickers. Before I couldreact, she had pulled me over her lap and was hitting me hard on thebackside. The pain brought tears to my eyes and my legs kicked outhelpless on every hit. She must have hit me twenty times before shefinally let me go."Pull your leggings up, you silly. I kissed my mom's cheek as she walked past me to the car, my dad already bent over the boot stacked high with their luggage."Now, Anna, be a good girl and please make sure that you are safe. Ok? You have our numbers on speed dial and your pepper spray is always within reach."Her baby blue eyes looked down at me in worry, her alabaster forehead scrunched up in concern as she gripped my shoulders."Yes, Mom, I'll be good and I have everything I need to be safe. I know the safety code off by heart,. "Yeah?" Um, wanna run through how we get the girls into the van, again? I mean, we pull up alongside some babe, then what?" Huh?" Tony asked in surprise. "What the hell do you mean, then what? We bin over that a dozen times or more." C'mon, tell me again," Pruett said, there was a pleading, whining tone in his voice, very much like a little boy."You're like a little fuckin' kid, I swear to God. Like I told you, we need a line, like when you go fishin', something to get them on the hook, and.