Silly superstition

"Say, how old are you anyway ?" the reporter asked as theobviously young lass was disrobing."Thirteen." she replied with a shy smile."Thirteen ?

?? My God girl !

!! You get those clothes back on atonce and get the hell outta here ! Are you crazy ?" he thundered.

Pausing briefly at the door as she left, the perplexed nymphetsmiled and said, "Superstitious, huh ?"