Jenny's head and shoulder appeared in the kitchen door. "How do you like your eggs?" She was wearing a football jersey. I couldn't see what was on the...bottom half."Over easy works fine." Coffee?" came Laci's voice."God, yes," I said. "Two sugars. One cream."Laci came in with a tray. "Do I look like a waitress?" The tray held mugs of steaming coffee and a sugar bowl and little pitcher of cream.I looked. She was wearing a nightshirt, long t-shirt looking thing that ended at the thigh. It did. The ship wreck that the Piss Boot Legion sheltered under had been a two hulled catamaran of immense size, whose sturdy central hull managed to keep the second half of the ship hanging overhead despite the ship’s age and the barnacles that grew along the side, dangling down like stalactites. Sea rain dripped from them while sleet gray clouds swept across the wreck strewn shore, but the hull itself kept most of the rain off the low, portable table that Ejana had set out for the meeting. Somewhere. ..”“I see” Michael said, feeling a pang of regret for the boy. “Do you have any money?”“No sir” the boy replied.“Where is your mother?”“Dead sir” Jessie replied, “She died when i was born, dad said it was my fault, i should have died instead of her”Michael got up an sat beside the boy, an put an arm around him, the boy began bawling on his chest, tears running down his face and onto Michael’s shirt. Jessie cried until he fell asleep again. Michael picked him up, paid his bar bill, smiled at the. When I got to him, I held out my hand for my clothes and asked him, “So, can we go make the drag now?”When Brian walked me to my door, I gave him a really long French kiss. That’s when he asked me, “Same time tomorrow?”I giggled, “Same place?”“Sure, if you want.”So I gave him a little lip kiss and showed him a smile, “It’s a date?”When I got into bed Saturday night, I had to pinch myself, “Eight dollars, and all I had to do was let Brian see my boobs twice.” Of course, the test wouldn’t be.