"That boy didn't recognize you, did he?" his aunt questioned once she had helped him to a chair.
"No I don't think so, anyway," he finally allowed his revulsion to show and looked more than a little Ill. "The Fixer likes little girls."
"Everyone likes pretty little girls." Margaret grinned in relief. "and you you pulled off the deception perfectly dear."
"No," Jimmy shook his head in denial. "Not that I wasn't your perfect little lady, but the guy likes little girls."
"Oh" Margaret's eyes narrowed as she caught was he was really saying. "You mean he..."
"Yes," Jimmy confirmed.
"Then it's lucky he didn't recognize you isn't it?" the woman chuckled. "He'd probably keep you in pretty skirts and get his jollies off you for a long, long time if he caught you this way, wouldn't he?"