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"Ma'am.....look....I wasn't....." I began. "Oh, come on now," she laughed, "one thing I can always tell is when a man is looking at me. I can tell exactly what a man's looking at when he looks at me, too." After a brief pause, during which I again fumbled for excuses, she finished her point. "And you, young man, were looking directly at my feet. Don't even try to deny it." She laughed again - almost a giddy laugh - and wiggled her toes emphatically.