My friend Theodore had one showing a fellow juggle.“Thanks,”By the second page, I knew it was a lot more interesting than Theodore’s. In this on..., a lady’s facing away, cane at her side, wearing nothing but a sailor’s cap, garters and high heels. Flipping the pages made her first wiggle her fanny, then turn around with a look as if to say, “Oh My,” though I wasn’t looking at her look. She twirled her cane and saluted me goodbye.Wow! Would Theodore want to see this one!“As they say over there,. . yeah, just fine. Listen, what did Kathy have to say when you showed up with your shovel." He chuckled nervously, anxiously."She what?" Art's eyes widened, his lower jaw dropped to his chin. His cheeks flushed with anger. "You wouldn't be pulling my leg, now would you Bill?... This isn't a practical joke, is it?... A what?" Art pounded his forehead with his fist, his upper jaw worked against his lower one, and his face graduated from a deep red to a pale pink, and then snow white, and finally. "Ma'am if you were a man I'd make you pay for those words. Excuse me." He stepped around them to leave. Before he got more than two or three steps, the pastor spoke up."Deputy you have to stop what you're doing with that woman," he said. "She's a Jezebel." Pastor, I won't extend the same consideration to you that I did to the ladies. If you insult Mrs. Boudreaux again I'll have to overlook you being a man of the cloth." Dillon's stare caused the pastor to step back and hang his head."My life. I knocked the door and no response. I opened the door and went in, she was in the bedroom. The light was on and I went in there and called aunty. She was over there talking to another lady who was her customer, she saw me and said two minutes Rahul I will come and serve you.I went to the dining table and sat there. Aunty had changed into a designer nightie as it was already late and she came and served me food. It was a see-through nightie. I was innocent back then so I don’t know what was.