The first in line that morning was a flatulent peke followed by a tortoise that, according to its owner was, ‘Off his tucker.’ A goldfish, that th... mother of the four year old who accompanied her announced, ‘Hasn’t been too well the last couple of days,’ was floating belly up in a bowl of water. It had to be pronounced dead and this drew wails of anguish from the four year old. The promise of another goldfish stemmed the lusty howls. A dog with a grass seed stuck in its eye, a cat to have its. In fact she would have him for earth science next year.Sandy starts seventh grade:When she started junior high the following year, she found that some of the other girls in her class had somewhat caught up with her. She was now filling out a full A-cup bra, but some of the other girls were also wearing them as well, though they didn’t fill them as well as Sandy did. Some of the other girls were also having their monthlies which Sandy had yet to start hers. It was somewhat of a surprise. ”The leather clad woman presses her crash helmet into the others hands and pushes past her, giving Kelvin a wave as she rushes up to the toilet.Mistress Jo stands by the door, impatiently awaiting her return. Contrary to her hurried ascension, her descent is more of a leisurely amble.“Fuck me Jo ain’t you got the kettle on yet? I need some cha, what are you playin’ at? Now who’s the Doris?” gesturing to Kelvin as she turns toward him. The grin falls from her face as she recognises her brother. The next conscious thought I had was that I needed a shower badly. Not only did I smell bad, my body was sticky from the dried sweat. I slipped into the shower at 6AM. Bernard was sleeping soundly and I was glad. I got the coffee started before he stirred."Shit, I'm sure I smell like bad sex and cheap perfume," he said. I was pretty sure we had done the same thing that I had, but to different memories. Well maybe the memories were similar after all, I thought."Well take a shower, and we will.