Susan Bean had explained to Lulu all about cocks and fucking and Lulu had even see a few hardons in her time. Susan was always bringing home men.

***

Lulu's father had left when she was five. He still came by now and again, maybe twice a year, and she had an easier time recognizing the sound of his decrepit station wagon than the face of her father. The car made a noise like the panting of a Chow dog; her father's most distinctive feature was his prominent nose with veins burst from overuse of Scotch. He sold Bibles and her Mommy told Lulu he was a "Lothario", which she vaguely understood to be something naughty.

She was always a pretty girl, taking after her mother, and she was smarter than most kids who grow up in trailers. She read a lot and liked school. She had an Aubrey Beardsley poster in her bedroom and Maxfield Parrish cards on the eggshell carton wall by her computer. Her most prized possession was a Walkman, and she listened to Melissa Ethridge and Britney Spears, but also liked a local low-wattage radio station that played a lot of "show tunes" and "light opera". She wanted to have a horse and a dog, but knew that a dog was probably the best she could hope for. Mr. Fitts had an old wheezy boy dog who weighed about 100 pounds and farted a lot.

When she went shopping with her mother or to the beach or mall, she noticed how men looked at her, and she asked her mother about it and Susan said she should smile back at the men and not be shy. "But they're always looking at my butt," she would say, either alarmed or intrigued. "What's the matter with my butt mommy?"

"Nothing, honey. That's why they look at it. You should smile at them so they know you see them looking."

She thought it over, then said, "Is my butt sexy?"

Susan Bean laughed. "Baby, you just hammered the nail. Your whole body is sexy. Just wait and see what fun you have!"

***

Sometimes Mr. Fitts would stand in his window wearing just a tee shirt or a black military jacket with epaulettes and gold buttons that he wore open to show off his chest. Once Lulu ran through his yard chasing her dog and Mr. Fitts was at the window and he had a big old hardon sticking up above the band of his shorts. He wore that jacket, along with a nautical cap, and he just stood there with his arms crossed over his chest smirking at her. His eyes were shiny. Then one of his "girlfriends" came up from behind him and steered him by his dick away from the window. Both Mr. Fitts and Lulu knew that the other knew she saw......(cont)