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Youthful Appearance

Roger Readley Rankin had a problem. And, no it was not his silly name. He'd already gotten used to that. His problem was that he just simply didn't look his age. He was in his early thirties, but he still looked like he was eighteen or so. It caused problems at work, where he was never taken seriously, and at home, where his parents still treated him like a k**. He was used to it, though, and somehow he survived. His car didn't even help. It was a goofy little Volkswagen, something called a &#034Golf&#034. The car with the goofiest name ever, he thought. One Friday night he was going through the line at McDerp's, when two high-school looking girls suddenly peered in the passenger's side window. He just sat there, feeling like a fish in a bowl. &#034Hey!&#034 one of the girls said, and he weakly said &#034Hey!&#034 back. What the fuck do they want with me, he thought. &#034You go to Steadmann?&#034 the girl asked, leaning into the window. The car door did funny things to her breasts, and it was all he could do to look her in the eyes. His mind raced. This was a fine, foxy specimen of female anatomy before him. His big brain raced, but his little brain was faster. &#034No, Dullsworth&#034 it fed him, and he dutifully recited the words to the girl. Dullsworth, that was a school ninety some miles away, safe chance to take. She might actually believe he was a student now. &#034You goin' to the game?&#034 the girl asked, as the other girl tapped her on the rear. She ignored it. ...

... &#034Naw,&#034 his mind raced. This had... possibilities... &#034I came down to see my b*****r but he had to leave town. I'm just hangin' around his place...&#034 &#034Oh, that's cool...&#034 the girl said, her eyes lighting up. She stared him in the face for a few moments. The box squawked, and he pardoned himself and order a fishburger and fries. On a whim, he turned back to her. She was still hanging in his window. &#034You guys want anything? I got enough dough...&#034 he said. The girl's eyes lit up again. &#034Yes, please, gimme a small cheeseburger and a large sweet tea. Jennifer, you want anything?&#034 the last was directed to the other girl, who seemed to be waiting impatiently for her to finish talking with him. Ah, though, that got her attention. She ordered a cheeseburger, too. He made a &#034get in&#034 motion to the first girl, and hit the door unlock button. The girl opened the door, and slid in. The other girl followed right on her heels, and slammed the door. A bit belatedly, the first girl said, &#034Uhm... you're not a psycho or anything, are you?&#034 He just laughed. &#034No, I'm just an normal guy.&#034 They made small talk as the line moved forward. They got their stuff, and he parked, and they ate. The girls seemed comfortable with him. More comfortable with him than the small seat they were crowded into. Fine, he thought. He could tell by the way they talked that they thought he was roughly their age, at least. Finally, he thought, maybe finally this ...