When Jen and I first talked about going to the club to celebrate her birthday, I offered to drive Mabel and Jen was happy about that. While she hasn�...t shown any interest in the mechanical side of things, she enjoys the romance of driving around in the big old car with its beautiful curves and leather bench seats and purring motor.As a result, I spent some of the afternoon checking that everything was working properly then washing and polishing the outside.I was nearly finished when I started to. Usually i return at 12’30 but that day i reached home at 11’30. I had the keys so i opened the door and came in.The hall was empty.Then i heard the song “sheila ki jawaani”in loud volume.I was stunned because mom was pious and refrained from hearing such songs.I traced the music to my dada’s bedroom and peaked thru the keyhole. I was shocked by the scene. My dada and 4 of his friends had occupied the bed and chairs in a circular manner and mom was right in the middle dancing over d song.She. For once, the weather was sunny and warm so they would be out until dark.Jake took the ladies up to Angie’s room and laid out the whole story. He held nothing back from them. They all insisted that Jake show them the manor. They were amazed at the family’s history and wanted to explore it themselves. They were also fascinated about the relationship among themselves, Jake, and other women. Jake saw the look that passed between Debbie and Claudia and knew right away that they had already been. Sara disappeared into another room as Ceri surveyed her clothing, her white underwear and the uniform provided. A cheap white, short-skirted waitress uniform with a press stud closure at the front and simple white flat shoes.She dressed and applied minimal makeup.Twenty minutes passed plenty of time for Ceri to assess her situation. Nervous? Hell, yes, but scared, no.Sara opened the door. Black boots disappeared under a long black overcoat. Both makeup and hair, of course, were immaculate..