"There's nothing they can do to you." Well, young man," said the principal, "what do you have to say for yourself?" As to what, sir?" As to your insul...ing Mr. Simmonds." I didn't insult him." He says you did." I told him not to be a twit. That's not being insulting." And what would you call it?" A precautionary admonition, sir." Rachel tittered."And who taught you to say that?" Mr. Simmonds, sir. He's quite insistent about improving our vocabularies." Hmpf. Yes. Quite so. Anyroad, why is this. I’d brought three, all of them new. I laid them out on the bed and thought about which one to wear first. I chose the teal two-piece. I hadn’t bothered to close the bedroom door, because I thought I was alone, and I was concentrating so much on untangling the straps and getting the tags off that I didn’t notice Alvin standing in the hallway.I should have dived behind the bed and screamed at him to get out, but something about the way he was looking at me — quiet and impressed, with a spot of. I told her all about my family back in Georgia that evening before I went to bunk in the storage room.Richard brought me a plate for breakfast in the morning.We got started and I built the boxes and seats while Richard worked on the wheels, works and suspension (what there was of it).Richard showed me how to build wheels, and how to weld the rims on. He also taught me how to shoe mules and horses. I reshod mine while I was there.After I had been there about two weeks, the Sheriff came up and. You know, that top really is a good one for you. It shows offyour figure really well. And whatever you're doing, your figure islooking better and better." It is?" he asked as he looked down at himself again. "Thanks." Yeah. I mean... look." She stepped forward and stood right in front ofhim. She ran her hands down the artificial curves on his sides. "See,this is really looking more and more feminine every day. It's amazing!And..." She moved to his side and put one hand on his back,.