I stared at her again. "Let me think about it." -*- I sat nervously at the bar, waiting for Chris to return with just the right lipstick from the next...door pharmacy. A handsome man in a bespoke charcoal-gray suit came in, made brief eye contact, just the barest hint of a smile. We kept glancing at each other, pretending we weren't. "You like him?" she murmured as she strolled back in, catching me glancing at him in the mirror. "Nice looking," I agreed, as I applied her color to my lips. "And a. I managed to concentrate on the subject enough to get through the class. I packed up quickly and hurried out with the crowd but was caught when Mrs. Stanton said, "Mr. Walker, please stay for a moment."I waited until the door closed after the last student and then looked at her.She quietly said, "Kevin, when I got home last night, I realized that I had left an incriminating piece of evidence here in the room. However when I got here this morning, I couldn't find it. Do you know what happened to. " We don't know that. We suspect she is, but we don't know and can't know unless we get a DNA comparison and I'm not all that sure that dad would give up a sample for the test." I'll talk him into that, but we can't have a DNA test unless we have her. All you have to do is stay away." Oh fine! Just stay away from my family because some skank turns up who may or may not be a relative. No thank you." Wouldn't work anyway" I put in. "She would want to know why you think she's related to you so you. S.I.C. girls do it all the time with their kilts.They have blood, piss, or plaid boxers to buy in their uniform store."(That's the school I told you about and their colors are maroon and gold,and they wear red with yellow plaid pleated skirts, not kilts, but somepeople tease about it.) So I guess it was kinda OK to have them show abit, and I rolled them into like cuffs, and they didn't show when Iwalked or stood, only sitting, and the skirt is short enough that it'shard to sit on it when.