Chapter 11

Think on it a bit ... he’s 11, almost 12, what with the changes in Japanese teen diet ... the city girls are ‘developing’ sooner than they used to ... and ‘tits’ ... including the set his sister, Odoroki, is growing ... have been heavily discused by his peer group, examined from a distance, and there are a few city girls ... aren’t there always ... as interested in ‘men.’ Never think ... not for a moment ... that girls aren’t ‘checking out’ the boys. As for porn, Japan has the fastest internet on Earth. Teens have ALWAYS discovered parent passwords...

Mihiro said, “No porn star names.” And that was 15 years ago.

Here ... on Crossroads ... the women are all ‘babes,’ outstanding examples of femine flesh ... and they’re smart. And, Sam regularly ‘sweetens the pot.’ As it is ... mom looks 18 and she’s in her fifties ... Eva is in her triple digits and Sam keeps her in top flight condition ... to say nothing of the host of the most popular daytime live early morning news and society show... Cassandra in the Morning, SHE is pushing FOUR HUNDRED.

Of course he wants to stay.

Speak of the devil ... Eva popped in. She gave Ichiro the hairy eyeball and he immediately snapped to.

“You want to stay ... you can’t stay here ... Earth or Cassandra ... not Crossroads. You shouldn’t be here now...” she glared at Mioko... “and you shouldn’t have brought them. If he goes to earth ... you know what he’s going to do ... he’s almost 12 ... he’ll brag to his buds.”

“And get a reputation of an overactive imagination,” said Mioko ... she looked smug.

Eva considered that. Having pondered the possibilities ... she ... produced the worst ... or best ... evil grin ever displayed on Crossroads...

“Oh please, please stay on Cassandra.”

Ichiro started looking smug ... he was going to get his own way ... Ha Ha Ha...

Whoa!

Just plain Whoa!

What the hell ... why is that woman grinning?

“Mom?”

He turned to look at the mirror of that evil grin on his mother’s face.

Grandparents always give ‘em back ... spoil the kid rotten and let mom and dad sort ‘em out...

He stays on Cassandra ... she won’t have to put up with the Terrible Teens.

“You can stay.”

Biggest back-pedal ever pedaled.

“Umh.”