Teresa was leaning against the sinks looking at him, like a spider studying a fly, wondering whether it was big enough. Mat had been so wrapped up in the moment he hadn’t heard her come in and didn’t know what to do, so he turned, in a daze and opened the cubicle door. ?Open the door little boy.? It was said calmly, but with authority. There was Teresa Garde staring down at him from the cubicle next to his, one eyebrow raised. His eyes flew open, he hadn’t even been aware of closing them. I told him Ihad a killer dress, and also mentioned that if he so much as looked atanother girl I would have. When we got there, Tom swept me into his arms andapologized for saying what he did, then he kissed me again. Tom grabbed my hand, and we ran down the street, headedfor the pond again. Now scoot!"By the time I returned, Tom was outside, but when I was at home gettingthe bra on, I pulled my shorts up tight enough so that there wasn't muchdoubt about me.
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