"Now let's take a good look at what we got here," he said. "Yes. Yes indeed. You are delicious looking."He stepped back and looked intensely at my b...dy. He twirled his finger indicating that I should turn around and show him my ass. I did as ordered."Lift up your shirt slightly," he said. "It's covering the top of your ass." I complied with his instructions. "Oh, yes," he said with gravel in his voice. "Now bend over, babygirl." I bent over holding onto my ankles."I like that," he said.. One girl on a Sunday." Larry, your mama is so afraid that you might be growing up too fast. I've said nothing to her about last night. A girl and a boy, that is a romantic thing, a natural part of growing up. For you, at fourteen, a little early perhaps, but still natural and understandable to a mother. Multiple partners, there is no romance in that, only Hedonism. There is sharing, and then there is using. Make sure that you understand the difference. I would not want you growing up to be. First, the same guy was there, he said he saw the whole thing. Second, he’s a chatty Cathy, really eager to talk about it. Said he called the cops, made himself out a real hero for that, and they showed up before your ‘jacker ever got back on his feet.” He turns to Hugo. “Man, you hit that guy hard, “ he says.’“I wish hit hard,” Hugo tells him. “He try hurt Linda.”Danny nods and looks back at me. “I think you got a peach, kid. Anyhow, Cathy tells me they carted the guy off based on his say-so.. My drawers and some of my hangers were now laden with feminine things. Thank heaven Mom had encouraged me to do my own washing some time ago. Now, I did it willingly. I always kept the boyish stuff on top of the hamper and at the front of the closet. I gave up boy's shoes completely though in favor of the light weight girl's loafers, casuals and moccasins and when the really cold weather hit, got myself some girl's sport boots and high top sneakers. They weren't really that much different.