You step outside your house because you hear a racket from next door. You cross over to that house to find Cadey, an older girl from school. She’s a girl, even though she sometimes seems more like a boy. She has very short black hair and always seems to like what boys typically like. Watching sports. Eating greasy bar food. And especially working on her car. That’s what she’s doing now. You approach her family’s garage to find her leaning into her car’s engine, the hood up and Cadey bent far over. For such a boyish girl, her ass is all woman. Those jeans don’t hide those curves.