You can actually see that little puddle of melted metal." I'm glad you learned from it," I said. "But you need to be very careful. Molten metal is no ...toy." No, it's not a toy," My precocious daughter said. "But it makes things. Real things." She giggled. "Have you watched Susan? She does STUFF. With metal an' plastic, and it's like Play-Doh for real!" That's what makes the world go round, little one," I said."Dad thinks you're crazy, you know," Rachel said.I know that. I and Sim, Rachel's dad,. " His heart stopped!" Joey said to the nurse."What do... His heart has stopped!" the nurse said, raising her hand to strike again."No! Don't," Joey cried.Her hand struck John's chest, then again, and again. Each time both John and I jerked, but less and less every time she did.Joey grabbed her fist before she could do it a fourth time."GET HIM OUT OF HERE!" She cried to the teacher."DON'T HIT THEM AGAIN!" Joey said straight into her eyes.I was starting to slip, finding myself unable to break. . " the nervous, turned-onk** stammered, dropping his hands to his lap in an effort to hide hisbulging crotch from Mrs. Banner's gaze.Joey could feel Mrs. Banner's eyes burning into his crotch. He wanteddesperately to look at her naked tits, silken legs, and the nest of herexposed pussy, but he didn't dare."Have you ever been this close to a woman?" she asked softly.Joey shook his head."Not even a young girl your own age?" Not like this!" he gasped."How do you mean that, lover?" Well, I mean.... .. UNCLE," Amelie ordered, scowling in heavily accented English."Well, sweetie, Amelie then," I responded, my sarcasm perhaps outside the grasp of her perception, "Welcome to the greatest country in the world, the United States of America — your new home!" Ah oui, home of the beeg Mac, George Bush and the whooper," my sneering niece answered.'Jesus, ' I thought, silently appraising the beautiful, young woman in front of me, 'I wonder how long it will take me before I have that haughty smirk.