"Well," I said, "I know she's only 14, but I have to admit she's caught my eye - and I don't think they have the same rules about 'age of consent' and... so on, here. I think their view is that, if she's big enough, she's old enough, and you can't deny that your 'little' girl has a really seductive figure - especially the way she's dressed just now" Do you mean that?" she asked me. "You mean - someone like you looks at Becca and - well - thinks of her 'that' way..."Her voice trailed off, but I. Teachers swore they could almost see the person the dead kidhad been, before it had died. But when it was late, and that meant thatwhatever mortician fixed it up for school had not had a good night. And today it was the latest yet, so late they started to think it wasn'tcoming at all when they heard the by now familiar clumping sound it madewhen it walked. Everyone shuddered as it made its way to the desk theyhad provided for it. On good days, all but the most sensitive kids coulddeal with it. I saw her work, congratulated her and slipped away. I made a final check with Mrs. McFall. She and Cathryn told me to go on and that they would contact me in Fairhope if they needed me.Before I returned to the art exhibit, I put sweet and sour pork and rice in the steamer at home. I returned near the close of the exhibit reception and invited Angie and her parents to my house. I knew her parents were curious to see where she would be staying over the summer. We ate and they looked at the house.. Gradually, as the whisky started to take effect, their conversation became less and less elementary and they began to talk of more personal things. By this point I was already so turned on I could hear my heart beating in my chest and I thought it might explode. I knew that if they caught me peeking, the game would be up, and that I would have to forgo the opportunity to occasionally glimpse at them, if things were to progress. So, I decided it would help matters if I were facing away from them.