Tied Together with the Letter M

The house was silent when I pulled up. My car slid into the driveway easily. Not a lot of people were here and I was an hour late. I checked my hair in my rear view mirror. Perfect bed head. "Stupid rich people parties." I muttered under my breath as I got out of the car. I popped open the trunk and pulled out my keyboard. I left the car unlocked. No one was going to steal it when it was parked next to and 2009 charger. I walked up the rock stairs to the gold door. It wasn't gold but it might as well have been it was so fancy. An old lady wearing a miniskirt opened the door. I smiled big. She was the rich lady who owned the house so I had to put up a great show around her. Sure I was a friend of a friend of the families but I was still charging her a lot. Why shouldn’t…