At the beginning of the year, this had bothered him, but by now, he had just grown used to it. Pat invited everyone over to his place after school to ...lay the latest game he had gotten. Warren readily agreed, pissed off at the day and not wanting to go home.The rest of the day went by faster, perhaps because Warren knew he didn't have to go home immediately after school. He was slightly less depressed, but still pissed at his sister, his mom, Sarah, her mom, Ms. Burkhart, nearly all the k**s in. ."You know, looking at you in profile, it's obvious that you need one morething to be perfect." And that is....?" I asked."If you look at any girl from the side you'll see that from her waistdownward, she has a sort of "ESS," shape to her body. That's because shedoesn't have any lump in the front and a bigger, no, make that rounderbottom that's also a bit lower, creating that ESS shape. I'll pick up amuch better padded pantybrief for you today. That should solve thatproblem."As a boy I had few. "Oh don't keep on about it Mummy. I've only met him once,and he was nice to talk to, that's all." Well I thought he was a complete dish darling, so I wouldn't be at allsuprised if you did fall for him. I certainly would have at your age.Still, even so, you'd better mind yours ps and qs, if you know what Imean." Stop worrying Mummy," said Mia, unnerved to be reminded of the realitiesof the situation."You must be Mia, the pretty pianist! Uncle has told me all about you,"said a slim dark woman. "...Rector Street..."The train pulled up quickly to the next station. The double-edged swordof a local, sure it's nice that ten stops come quick, but also, damnmaking ten stops to go thirty blocks.The group of girls got up, mincing their way off the train. Looks likemy guess was right and they were headed for Wall Street. And not to letthe chance go to waste, I hurried to take the now open seat. Sometimesyou have to make your own luck.Off my feet for the first time in a little while, I ached in.