Nine... ten... eleven... twelve... thirteen hundred and... eighty three. Not a bad day after all. I took out my cell phone. "Sally?... Herb.,, five mi...utes." As per usual, she was downstairs in front of our building, waiting for my delivery.The slacks and jacket would go into a used clothing bin set out by some church; it was the closest I ever came to making a charitable donation. She'd be there in five minutes. Another five minutes would get her to a certain pawn shop, where she would haggle. "Jerry: "I heard you been gettin' in kind o' tight wit' the chicks."Darren: "Yea, I guess."Jerry: "You guess? I saw ya stuffin' yer face wit' ?em. How did alittle maggot like you rate sittin' wit' ?em?"Darren: "I was invited."Jerry: "No crap? I ain't payin' da preacher ?nuff!" Jerry always wore ablack leather jacket and had a toothpick sticking out of his face.Miss Morrow was a very pretty ash blonde. She kept her hair tied up inthe back except for special occasions, her figure was very curvy. More

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