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sell us any."
    "That's what you get for looking so young," I kidded them.
    "Not as young as that," Jicky said angri-
    She squirmed about and got into such a
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    position that all I had to do was press with my fingers to keep me well occupied. The roadster suddenly stopped, and I dropped my hand on her arm.
    "Be right back," Dick cried.
    He got out and ran to the house. It was one of a whole row, obviously built by the same company on contract. Dick reappeared on the porch. He had a guitar in a shiny case. Slamming the door behind him, he was back in the car in a couple of jumps.
    "B.J. isn't here," he told us. "What're we going to do?"
    "We'll bring it back to her," I said, "Climb in. Drive to Ricardo's and I'll get this baby filled up."
    "You're going to get yourself a nice reputation," said Judy
    "I'm not worried," I assured her. "Everybody'll understand right away that you're the ones who dragged me into your wild orgies."
    We turned around, but now the guitar was in my way. I told the boy to stop a short ways before the bar, and I got out to get a refill. I bought an extra flask, and went back to the bunch. Dick and Judy, on their knees on the front seat, were in a hot argument with the blond.
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    "What do you say, Lee", said the boy, "How about going swimming?"
    "O.K." I said, "Got a pair of trunks to loan me? I haven't got a thing here."
    "Oh, we'll manage," he said.
    He took off, and we drove out of town. Almost immediately he took a little side road, just wide enough for the Chrysler and in pretty bad shape. In no shape at all, as a matter of fact.
    "We've got a swell spot to go swimming," he said. "Nobody ever goes there. Swell water, too."
    "Trout stream?"
    "Yep. Gravel and white sand. Never see a soul there. We're the only ones that ever take this road."
    "You can see that," I said, holding my jaw which I was afraid might get jolted off at the next bump. "You should trade this baby in for a half-track or something."
    "It's all part of the fun," he explained. "It keeps people from sticking their dirty noses into our spot."
    He stepped on the gas, and I offered up my soul to my maker. The road took a sudden turn and after another five hundred feet it just gave out. There were just some thick bushes there. The Chrysler stopped just before a big
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    maple and Dick and Judy jumped out. I then got out and lifted Jicky out. Dick had taken the guitar and led the way. I picked my way after him. There was a narrow path under the branches and we suddenly came on the stream, clear and cool as a glass of gin. The sun was pretty low in the sky, but it was still very hot. On one side the water rippled in the shade and on the other it glistened brightly in the slanting rays of the sun. A patch of thick, dry, almost powdery grass went right down to the stream.
    "This spot isn't bad at all," I said approvingly. "D'ya find it all by yourselves?"
    "Do you take us for some little dopes," said Jicky.
    And a clod of dry earth hit me on the neck.
    "If you don't behave right, I won't give you any more milk", and I patted my pocket to make sure they understood.
    "Oh, don't get mad, nice old blues-singer," she said. "How about showing us what you can do."
    "How about the trunks?" I asked Dick.
    "You won't need any," he said. "Nobody ever comes here."
    I turned around. Judy had already
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    taken off her sweatshirt. She sure wasn't wearing much under it. Her skirt sHpped down her legs, and in a jiffy, she kicked off her socks and shoes. She stretched out on the grass, completely nude. I must have had a dopey expression on my face, since she laughed at me in such a mocking manner that I almost forgot myself. Dick and Jicky, now dressed in the same uniform, lay down beside her. As a result of their laughter, I was the one who felt embarrassed. I nevertheless took notice that the boy was very skinny, his ribs sticking out under his sun-tanned skin.
    "O.K.." I