Miss Kris told her that it was too late for them to recast and they'd have to cancel the show. That is when Becky stepped in, "I know all the lines, I...could play the lead role." "Oh, fantastic," cried Miss Kris, "are you sure you know all the parts and are ready to be exposed in front of the crowd?" "Yes, Miss Kris, I can do it," was Becky's reply, and she went to get ready. Miss Kris announced to the audience that there would be a fifteen minute delay, but that the show would go on. "Becky,". ”“She’ll be there?”“Yeah. But she’s totally cool. Trust me. Nothing to worry about. You can even scream in orgasm and she’ll be cool about it.”“I’m not even going to ask how you know that,” she giggled.“I’ll tell. She’s sort of my guardian angel and confidante. She’s saved me from my mom’s wrath on several occasions. She covers for me and she gives me advice.”“She’s 11! What kind of advice could she give you?”“Good advice. She’s read my journal.”“Wait, she reads that? And you write everything. She shall receive the maximum school punishment of 25 vigorous strokes across the naked buttocks with a standard leather switch."The cop removed Jennifer's handcuffs and ordered her to lie across the chair. Her eyes wide with terror, Jennifer complied, realizing she only could make her situation worse if she continued to resist. Counselor Tolkiv took a pair of small leather straps that looked like thick watchbands from her pocket. She wrapped a strap around each of Jennifer's wrists and secured. When he came out, most people just nodded their heads. The response had been less aggressive than I expected but Kevin was really blatant. Most people just avoided him. Just. Like that was nothing much. No wonder Geoff wanted to stay in the closet. Maybe I could help. Damn. I wondered if Kevin had AIDS. Shit! Why would I have to think that?"I'll take Kevin on the show," I said firmly. There was silence in the class and all the girls stared at me. Ms. Sullivan just nodded and made a note in her.