Chapter 2: Jenny’s Story

Jenny was born October tenth in nineteen oh two, just after the turn of the century! She was the fourth child of six. She had three brothers and two sisters. My father was a year and three months younger than Jenny, he worshipped Jenny! Her older brother, the first born, was six years older than Jenny. When World War One broke out in Europe he was eighteen and wanted to have an adventure. He joined Black Jack Pershing’s American Expeditionary Forces in France. He never returned home, dying somewhere between the trenches on the Somme before the anniversary of his first year of fighting.

It was a devastating blow to the family!

When Jenny learned of his death she was thirteen years old. She became withdrawn and stopped playing with my father. He was hurt by her withdrawal from him and set about trying to cheer her up. But he was unsuccessful! For two years she was withdrawn and quiet. Nothing the family tried could break her from her melancholy.

Then one day a man came back from the war after being wounded, he was dressed in his army uniform. He had been in the same trench as our brother, Franklin. He made a tremendous impact on Jenny! She became fixated on him. His name was Elven Keats, no relation to the poet. It turned out that Elven was not a nice man! He took advantage of Jenny, she became pregnant at fifteen. My grandfather was not one to forgive the transgressions of a daughter! She was sent to a home for unwed mothers to be. On the birth of the girl child, the baby was adopted by a family. Jenny was never able to even hold her baby! In essence the baby had been sold to the couple which more than paid for her boarding and care. Once the baby had been born, Jenny was sent to another home. This was a home for loose women, women of low moral character. The home for unwed mothers had sold her to this new house! This was the house that stood here on top of this hill. It was called Madame Orr’s House! There she was taught the skills that a good whore needed to be a successful whore. Oral skills, different positions for having sex and how to move to give the customer his satisfaction in as short a time as possible! She learned how to fuck in all her holes! She also found solace in the arms of the other whores. She became a favorite of many men. My father didn’t know where she had disappeared to until he was old enough to visit the same establishment a few years after she disappeared. He had unknowingly selected her from the bevy of girls waiting in the parlor of the establishment.