Sarah stared at Tiffany as if she was a piece of meat on a slab, her eyes undressing her. Snapping her gaze away from Tiffany’s C-cups Sarah turned ...ack to Ms. Johnson. “Why don’t you introduce me to the young lady?” Sarah asked. “Certainly Ms. Winsor, Tiffany the lady in front of you is Ms. Sarah Winsor an owner of a business dealing with trade. Ms. Winsor this is Tiffany a child living here.” “Nice to meet you Ms. Winsor” Tiffany said standing at parade rest. “Please don’t call me Ms. It. Jane Morgan," I recognised the name, and realised I knew thevoice as well. Ashley was friends with Jane's younger sister, Bronwyn.Jane was in Jason's class at school.Returning to the dining room, I told Yvette who was on the phone. Herface turned beetroot red, and I could almost hear her heard start topound- Jason's crush on Jane had been a poorly kept secret for somemonths. After five minutes of intense conversation, she returned, beamingfrom ear to ear."She wants to go out this afternoon!". The boys saw Derek's mother get painfully to her feet and struggle to the stairs.With the show over and the possibility of their discovery at hand, Chico withdrew the palm corder from the vent and the two beat a hasty retreat back to the safety of the trees.Five minutes later Sabrina, again dressed as she was earlier in the evening, emerged, quickly got in her car and left.The boys, giddy with their success, did not attempt to follow her home but rather sat in Chico's car, drank some beer his. After that, they were on their own.They proved to be adept at shoplifting and kept themselves well fed and well clothed by regular thieving expeditions in the classier areas of their city. What they didn't use or wear themselves, they sold to a couple of shady market traders, and the money rolled in.They became friendly with the local youngsters who accepted them readily into their scene, they flirted with hard drugs but neither of them wanted what was inevitably waiting for regular, hard drug.