Dylan Small was a handsome regular-sized young man who sold shades for homes, condos and apartments.  He measured the windows to custom-cut the shades and of course charged for

installation when he returned with them.

     On this particular Friday afternoon, an attractive young elementary school teacher was watching intently, especially Dylan's strong, skilled hands.  Though she fought it, Belinda Case could picture being held by those hands.  Dylan would be back Monday after her first day of teaching at Taft Elementary.

     He installed the shades but drew the ones in the small computer room off the dining room area and kissed Belinda behind them.

     "No charge," he smiled.  "Welcome to Taft."

     "Thank you, kind sir," Belinda responded.  "Anything else?"

     "I think I want to take second grade over."