She met his eyes. He saw his face reflected in the green pools of her stare. “I do want you to make love to me, Dougray Sebastian, but not out of pi...y for my foolishly lapsing into sentimentality.” Her eyes were wide, as if frightened that he would reject her. Dougray had no such thoughts as the scent of rosewater and lavender filled his nostrils. “Dante Rossetti is in my past, and I should no longer grieve for what might have been. You have that rare gift of bringing your art to life. Perhaps. "I don't want the attentions of boys. The way they leer at me and try topinch me is outrageous. I wear this skin tight uniform for a reason. Itstands up to super speed running and doesn't impede me. But it's not aninvitation to be animals. In this respect, I've always preferred girls."That was the quote on the cover of the next issue with the action pictureof her in her Kid Flash uniform. "I've always preferred girls."After the interview was over, the editor ushered Beatrice into her. Things have been very hectic recently, what with the end of my third-form final exams and such, you know how busy life can be. I have no qualms that I've performed admirably on all my subjects, thanks in no small part to the extensive tutoring you gave me, Mum. Next year my fourth-form should be so much fun!You remember my room-mate Katie, don't you? She's such a nice girl, we've stayed up WAY too late many nights exploring each other's bodies. She hadn't shaved before she got to school here so. Was that a small smile? “All right, I’ve examined the evidence, Birdie.”I nodded, folded my arms, All-Business Brewster.“Your Miss McGovern is hearing wedding bells, correct?”More nodding.“And you can’t discern them yourself?”“Well stated. Capitol summary.”“Is she close to her mother, Miss McGovern?”“What? Well, of course. I assume. I mean, mothers and daughters.”“Has she shared the video with her mother?”“WHAT! Of course not. No. No way. Absolutely not.”Ms. Sloane gazed at me steadily.“I mean.