I was Lucille Friday, "Who the fuck is Lucille Friday?" I asked Wilson."It's a tribute to two of my favorite TV shows," he said."Okay one is for the u...iversity's private security service and one was for housing inspections department of the same school. I was definitely starting at the school, so I was going to need it. I also had my private investigator and private protective services licenses. Neither of which gave me permission to use fake IDs.I made the two hour drive up to Capitol City.. She was a little tom-boyish in nature. She was around 5’10” and with a decent figure 32-30-34. We used to arm wrestle sometimes to settle arguments. One day she told me she had seen something on the Internet and wanted to try it. I asked her what was it about. She said it’s called mixed wrestling and the winner gets to punish the loser. She gave a wicked smile at the end. Ahaannn! What kind of punishment I asked. She said there are no rules. It can be anything and the loser cannot back out. Be. This woman was changing things; he could feel it.“It’s the balance Lord, it has to be maintained. If we send her back, someone will have to come in her place and...” Augra Tug trailed off under the firey emerald eyes fixed on him.“Minfinly! I know that! I’m not stupid! Or maybe I am because I seem to have appointed advisors with no more idea than a catcha!Could we not just kill her?”The advisors all blanched. The answer was yes, yes they could do that. But it contravened natural law to kill. Ididn't hear mommy spell it. I just figured that whatever spelling, I'dtake it. I was so happy; I had a hard time remembering my old mommy. Wethen went down to the clerk's office, and mommy got a new birthcertificate for me. We then left the court house.As we drove to the office, mommy spoke, "Now honey, about your age. Youare now 15 years old. That's no problem. You are a dependent minor. Youwill follow all mommies' rules, and do as mommy asks. You will be good atall times. You will ask mommy.