"Dez, we've got to stop him." But I stole the video, the other day. I destroyed it."The older girl's eyes opened wide. "But didn't you know, darling. ...e's also got two rolls of still shots that he made me take. Don't you remember, or were you so turned on you couldn't see. He's got pictures of you that are every bit as bad as the video. Negatives, the lot."Desirée's face dissolved into despair, and she covered her face with her hands. "Oh, no, Priss! I don't think I can bear it! What am. " Is that safe?" I asked him nervously.He laughed. "As long as you're with me you're fine. Besides, we'll goto Midtown - you probably won't even be the shortest person there!"I nodded at that. I had never been there, but I had heard that it was aclub that catered to Mids and Littles, that had a height limit of nine-feet enforced by bouncers at the door. They also intentionally onlyinstalled short nine-foot door frames and low ceilings that weresupposed to be a physical deterrent. I hopped into. Whatever money they had was spent on gifts and decorations. Neighbors always came over, and there were numerous invitations to visit other families in the housing project. There were Church services and midnight masses, traditional Spanish Christmas music to replace the ever-present Salsa and Rap that permeated the project, and Christmas pageants at school and at church. Cecilia did not miss very much of her life in New Jersey, but she did miss Christmas.She spent a lot of time corresponding. ‘Oooohhh,’ said Vicky.‘Aaaahhh,’ mocked Carla. ‘You’d call the police on us.We just want to play with you, Tom-tom. Don’t benaaaasty! We just think you’re hot and S-E-X-Y!’‘S-E-X-Y,’ replied Vicky.‘S-E-X-Y,’ repeated Carla.Vicky laughed and slapped her sister on the shoulder.‘I think our Tom-tom’s…a VIRGIN!’The two girls began to speak softly to each other, anoccasional giggle broke the quiet.