He’s MY problem.’ When Al pulled his old truck into the driveway at the parsonage Angel’s father The Right Reverend Thaddeus Moore came out the ...oor and stood on the front porch. He stared at Al while Angel got out of the truck. As soon as she was standing outside the truck Reverend Moore moved from the porch to meet her. When he got to Angel the Reverend grabbed her arm and began pulling her toward the house. He was berating her for staying out all night. When he smelled her breath he began. ”While she put her new clothes in the back seat, I checked the horses. We still had fifty miles to go. I know these young horses will be glad to get there.Julie started to get in on the passenger side and I stopped her.“Whup! You’re still driving. You work for me now, and if you drive, you’ll remember all the intersections, turns, and country roads we’ll take. There’ll be times you’ll have to drive over here to Ardmore by yourself for supplies. You may as well start remembering your way around.. As the night matured we all became a bit more worse for ware as the alcohol set in. I found myself talking to a girl that I had met as part of a group in one of the bedrooms alone when in walked my mate and said "what's going on in here do you two like each other?" We both kind of giggled and didn't have much of a response to him before he came out with "Im not gonna leave until you two kiss!" For most of my life I would have turned around and said "eww no" or "nahh your okay we're just mates". She opened the packages and thanked him for the crotchless rayon panties in faded primary colors, each embroidered with the name of a different month, the vibrating dildo with cables to be attached to a car battery, the picture of the Comrade General himself wearing only polished marching boots and her panties on his head and autographed with the words, "Please to be returning any time you wish," and the liter of Old Trotsky. She could use the vodka to remove his taste from her mouth and to.