"I smiled. "We can't have that, now can we, Mr. Hayes. No, something a friend said has me curious. Why did you have me read Sonnet 91 yesterday?" Woul... you believe quid pro quo?" Not for a minute," I replied, still smiling.Mr. Hayes sighed. "I thought not. Okay, it was obvious from the way you asked to move that the trouble in paradise wasn't your choice. I happen to think that you and Miss Harmon are a very good couple. Good for each other and good for this town. I've been teaching here a long. My life experiences prepared me for things ordinary law enforcement officials can only dream of. I’m twenty three years old. Born on February 5, 1985. Yet I feel like I’m a hundred years old sometimes. It’s my life. Sometimes, I think there’s something in the air or perhaps the water which renders people so damn stupid. I wish that were the case. Unfortunately, I think there’s a gene for stupidity and most people have it. Recently, I observed three very different individuals behaving stupidly. One asks, “Alexa, it isn’t that we don’t trust you but you have never told us why you are so sure they will stop in our cross fire. Why wouldn’t they continue to pursue the females that will be on the far rise? Why wouldn’t they just run past us?”“I don’t think you will understand what will happen if I explain it. So I haven’t tried to explain it. You all know now that I am not from this world and that my weapons are much more dangerous than even theirs. I will be using some of them and it will. Together with the string and the bra, I felt so sexy. I never felt more attractive before.I can still feel the chill at how nervous I was. The fear of someone else receiving the package but me. The fear of exposure, and that someone would find the secrets in my room. How many times did I felt the need to doublecheck if everything was properly hidden away?I rarely took my sexy dress out. Always when I was alone. But the hidden truth was, I never felt sexier, more desirable and so “porno” than in.