Transfer to Kennedy Road house

Once you hit 16 or over you were expected to get a job for the summer. Kids under this age went to camp. This was good for the ED as he could save money by shutting down one house. Also Kathy took 10% of our pay and we were to receive this when we left the care of the group home. So I packed my stuff and headed out to Kennedy road house the first 'KENNEDY HOUSE'. This house was so far in the sticks that even the TTC didn't come this far above Kennedy rd. It was a huge old farm house..nestled between two giant electrical towers. We drove to the back of the house and all farmland surrounded it. Amongst the electrical towers. It was explained to me that they could grow their own food and that even Moringside home benefited by this...(hmm, didn't the govt. set aside a food allowance for the homes...well I guess ED was on top of it and the rebates were in the mail..lol)Where Kennedy house property ended was growing was huge crops of goods, The land belonged to Ontario Hydro and Kennedy House had the go ahead to grow anything they wanted to on the land, in exchange the home had to keep the grass around the towers trimmed. Seemed like a great trade off. The guys at this home were rougher then ours..I guess this is where they stuck the career minded criminals. The neighbors at Morningside would have a fit if they saw this bunch hanging around the home, welcome to hell 2...Greeting us was this stench--it smelled like a shit...I asked one of the guys at the home did they just fertilize the crops ...this sent him laughing and he had to share it with the rest of they guys...so they all start laughing...I question them whats so funny? Its the shit hole they tell me, its all backed up. I was shown where I was to sleep...and unpacked my clothes and then went to check out the rest of the house. This house was huge. Night time was quiet too quiet...I was use to the drone of traffic on Morningside ave... but nothing came along Kennedy rd after six. It truly was country. It must have been the country air as I fell to sleep early...I was awoken by someone's alarm clock..it wouldn't shut off. I got dressed and went downstairs...What the heck was everyone up already for?..I found out that most had to go to summer school.....giving the type of guys that were warehoused here, I found that not a surprise. So I got a coffee and sat in the living room, staring a bust of John F Kennedy...hmm maybe this is where they got the idea as to what to name the houe in the beginning...I was shaken out of how they picked the name of Kennedy house by seeing John march in...All the guys went nuts when they saw him...Hey such a following wonder what his secret is ....The alarm starts up again, It is coming from the bedroom off the livingroom..there is a bunch of guys standing around the door way. John is in there and all the guys in the door way are going wild....too much excitement for me this early in the morning..as I return to the kitchen to get some more coffee. I thought the best way was to stay out of the way of John. One of the guys says to me that I have to see this...John has a cattle prod and he is going to zap the guy who won't get up. I said no way...they can't do that...the guy looked at me as if I was from out of space...what do you mean..John zapped him with it the other day because he slept in.....I went over to the bedroom and peaked over the shoulder of the guys at the door, and John had this huge baton stick, and on the end of it were two metal prongs that looked like nipples on a battery. The deed was already done..So back went the cattle prod into its secret hiding spot in the office. You wouldn't think that it was legal to use on a human, if it could get a 800 pound animal to move....would ya? Well now the kids were really hyper --John comes out and says to guys settle down you girls...John turns to me and says that they look like pretty girls eh..? Where the hell is John going with this...I wonder...I continue to sip on my coffee..so he takes three of the guys into the corner and whispers to them....The three guys exit the room. and John stands there staring at me.....winks and says just watch.....in comes the 3 guys with their pants down..showing just their pubic hair---see I told ya they were all girls..I couldn't believe that this whole morning was happening ---The guys had no penises--!!! What the hell? John says take a closer look, move forward guys...I said NO its ok... I can see...John says to the troupe to take a bow,. and they bow to me--John is staring at butts intently now...and a evil smirk draws across his face....something is really wrong here....John then instructs the boys to turn around and take a bow...well who would have known you could do that....! All three had mushed their goods and put them behind and up and inbetween their legs giving you the illusion that they had no penises--John then instructed them to take a bend again and again, seven times in total.......and they all laugh and John says there the official 21 gun salute welcoming you to Kennedy Road. More of the guys were watching and some drop their pants and practice the maneuver--checking in with John to see if they were doing it correctly..This went on for awhile and wondered what was to follow--what could follow next....and then we hear a car come into the driveway, John yells that is enough...everyone pulls their pants up...and as the car pulls behind the house, John reaches for his cattle prod and goes out the front door and puts the stick into his trunk...and then goes around to the back of the house to greet the next staff member who is on next shift.. John comes into the livingroom and says ok.....NOW EVERYONE SETTLE DOWN....lets keep this quiet.....OK as he turns to me shaking his finger in my direction......hell I thought who the hell would believe it anyway..........tomorrow I think I will just sleep in...since I have already had my 21 salute welcome......