The boysdidn't want to be bothered having a girl underfoot. To get his sister out theway, Greg said she could play if she could shoot more free throws...in a rowthat he could. If she couldn't, he could tie her up in the garage so she wouldn'tbother them while they played. It was a pretty safe bet as he rarely missedand his sister rarely even hit the rim of the basket. There was a reason thatthe boys didn't want her to play besides the fact that she was a girl. "That's not fair!" Natalie. The elegant clothing continued to fill the walk-incloset, the high stiletto heels began to line the floor and the vanitybegan to bloom with all sorts of ladies makeup and hair products thatTimmy soon learned all about and the dressers soon brimmed with allmanner of fine ladies lingerie and hosiery and foundation garments.The facial work came a few months later. Timmy always had fine featuresand never had much for whiskers but a few treatments with laserelectrolysis soon had him as smooth. ”“But those aren’t permanent,” Marie protested.“On the contrary,” I said. “To be a doctor, you basically commit to an additional twelve years of education following High School and then that’s what you are. Could you change? I suppose, but given the cost in time and effort, and the stress and other things you give up, it’s about as close to a lifetime commitment as anything I can think of short of marriage or being ordained.”“And you’re doing all three!” Dale declared. “I think it’s nuts, but. ” Now Moe knew Jansen was bluffing. “Book me or let me go. I’m done.” Jansen’s eyes narrowed to slits and the tiny muscle in his jaw clenched. He pushed back the chair and stood. The waist of his pants was wedged well below his gut, but he didn’t bother to adjust it. He suddenly loomed larger than his girth. In a tone full of menace, he said, “I’ll say when we’re done, Gafferson.” For the first time all morning, Moe understood how Jansen had become lead detective and why Murphy had played.