At the start of the next summer, Wendy went off to work as a camp counselor for 2 months. It was a good thing as she and mom were constantly fightin.... I could never understand why Wendy was such a bitch towards mom. I far as I knew, she was a great mom. In any case, it left mom and me alone. Around this time mom started a relationship with someone at work. She would never admit who it was for some reason, but a by-product of the relationship was he would give mom porn. This was back in. The patrons were often ordinary looking women during the day but dressed up (or down) on weekends for their visit to the club. Butches and dolls were readily identified. As with other matters during these times, lesbians from lower classes and higher classes did not mix much. Clubs could be found in both districts.Georgina (a.k.a. George) and Alexandra (a.k.a. Alex) were in their early 40s and far from being friends. Georgina came from upper London and owned a riding school, ran thoroughbreds. Chris waited until she was several steps away and then said, "'Bye Mom," in loud voice. She waved bye without looking back and he turned to get into his car. As he drove off, Chris laughed at the four teens at the curb. Their heads were bouncing back and forth from him to Heather like they were watching a tennis match.At home the next morning, Chris stretched out luxuriously on the couch. He grabbed the remote and started flipping through the television channels. He had a week before he started. Adelaide Schein heard the phone ringing. It obviously belonged to the unconscious man who Security and First Aid were treating. She picked up the phone and answered it. "Hello," she said, pausing."Tony?" She did not recognize the voice."I'm sorry but I think Tony has been rendered unconscious," Adelaide responded. "I think they're going to take him to the hospital."The voice on the other end asked a question. "Is his fiancée Marsha Powers there?" Ms. Powers walked out the north entrance with.