"Well, good for you," her dad said.

"Huh! Girls' basketball," Steve sniffed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Jody glared.

"How could you even make a basketball team, short stuff?" Mark grinned.

"I'm not short, okay!" She was exactly five feet three, no matter how she tried to exaggerate it.

"You ain't no giant," Jason laughed.

"Midget basketball," Steve chortled.

"Fuck you guys!" Jody snapped.

"I said watch your language at the table, and I meant you too Missy!" her dad growled.

"Sorry," she said, not sounding very.

Keri dropped the last of the food on the table and sat down next to Jody.

"Why do you keep wasting your time on all those sport things?" she sighed. "You could have plenty of boyfriends if you'd give it half a chance."

"Boyfriends? She's too young for boyfriends," her dad said, confusedly.

"Oh, Daddy. You're so silly," Keri groaned.

"I don't want any stupid boyfriend!" Jody glared fiercely.

"Who'd want to be your boyfriend?" Steve laughed.

"Some little midget boy," Joe taunted.

"She's too young to be dating," her father stubbornly maintained.

"Daddy, she's almost 15. I was dating when I was her age. Hell, I was dating years before I was her age."

"That's cause you got big boobs," Steve sneered. He didn't dare say "tits" around their father.

"Up yours!" Keri answered.

"Jody ain't got no boobs," he laughed. "Nobody'd want to date her."

"You shut your yap, boy!" her father said, slapping the table. "All of you shut up and eat."

After dinner, Keri went to her room to study. She intended to get a scholarship to a university. She knew her old man had enough money to pay her way if he wanted to, but she didn't think he would. He hadn't for the boys, not that they'd shown any signs of wanting to go, anyway. If she got a scholarship, she figured she'd be able to prove to everybody that she wasn't some dumb, big-chested bimbo. Maybe then they'd start taking her seriously and stop treating her as a sex object.