My nightie is literally thrown inmy face. "Get dressed, your mother is here."I'm led out, my night bag thrust in my arms. Macy is recounting mynumer...us 'sins' to Mothers. "How dare you, Jezebel, you little spoiledlittle brat, how dare you violate the rules of a hostess's household."Mother has her cat o nine tails out and she cracks it, inches from myface. She grabs me and just as she is about to pull me on to her lap,she winks at me, on the sly. Just as I fall onto her lap. I. She was his ace-in-the-hole whenever his chips were low.’ Jansen reached in his desk, pulled out a five cent White Owl cigar, and removed the plastic wrap like he was peeling a banana. ‘Whores are a dime-a-dozen in a city as big as Cincy.’ He bit off the end of the cigar, spit it in a waste basket, and then lit the torn tip, puffing like a blow fish and sending a whorl of the wanna-be Havana smell toward Moe. ‘So Boch takes advantage, it ain’t no skin off my back.’ ‘Only this chit wasn’t a. I stayed on the curved stairway to finish out the song as Lynette joined Sammy and me to harmonize on the last two repeated choruses of the song.The crowd loved how we finished this song. Sammy stood alongside Lisa on the main stage and looked up in Cano’s and my direction to sing, “Tell me, is it enough?” to which my soulmate and I countered, “Now will it ever be enough? Oh-oh-oh-ohhhhh.”We performed Sammy’s I Hate Myself For Lovin’ You, and Lisa’s These Dreams as we normally have during our. ’‘Thanks, you look heaven-sent to me. I’m called Jerry’ I replied. In about twenty minutes I had a new battery from a cut rate shop installed in my Ford. I couldn’t believe my luck.All Tommy said was ‘We Ford owners gotta stick together.’‘How would you like a cold beer?’, I asked.‘Don’t have to twist my arm.’ , was his reply.So Tommy was sitting on my sway-back sofa after I opened a beer for him. He was thumbing thru a cheap girly magazine on the table in front of him when he exclaimed ‘Hey, I.