After a couple months I stopped violin so that I could attend a second ballet class, this time with older girls (they were seven thru nine year olds.... The teacher was aware of my rapid development, and was making every attempt to assist me in my development thru more classes. I am sure that she felt the pressure of my mom's expectations, and did her best to give me the best training possible. During Christmas break, mom was at the sewing machine touching up a hem on one of her dresses. I. ’ Gwen told her, ‘Doesn’t she Jamie?’ I knew that she was teasing me but Monique did look very tasty and it would have been churlish not to agree. ‘Yeah, you look really great, Monique.’ I smiled. ‘Call me Mona, Jamie,’ she said with a little sexy pout. ‘All my really special friends call me Mona…’ Gwen gave me a poke in the ribs with her finger and then went over to the kettle still smiling at my discomfort. ‘Would you like toast and tea…or coffee? She asked. ‘Oh no thank you….just a glass. ”“You need me to hire you an assistant?” he asked. He reached for the soap.“No, you don’t have to do that. If I can just get your attention now and then ... you know ... to ask questions, and see what you think about things ... I think it would be okay then.”“Okay,” he agreed. “Put the Johnsons with Dusty and Billy. Don’t give them three hands, or there’ll be one for each girl. Those two will behave themselves. Put Kaye on a tractor, cutting the first season’s hay. That will keep her out of. And after stopping at three dirty little buildings where the main source of income was the selling of women flesh, he was still muttering, "Calma, senor! Calma, por favor! I find pretty quick."Alex settled back in the cab and let him try. That was all he could do.The next building was a squat, dirty green two-story with grimy windows and a smell half-way between second-hand semen and a spilled bottle of cheap perfume, the sort someone might use to disguise a cesspool.Two or three Mexican women.