B J Jones the Story of My LifeChapter 152
I had bacon, eggs, sausage, toast and juice on the table as the North six made their way from the lower guest rooms at 6:45. I had heard them moving around and talking at 6:15. They had just enough time to eat and make it to the gym at their normal start time. I asked if everyone was good with last night's fun in the basement. There were nods and smiles from all of them and only one question. "Can we come and stay and do it again next Friday night?" one of them asked. "Are all of you...