Holly,” I said. XXX . . Holly took her hands away from her face and looked at me quizzically. “Are you trying to fix me up with your friends?” “Uh huh.” “So how do you fit into this?”
“I like to . “No . like on your trip . . under my trousers. Despite the very lecherous fantasies in my mind about some of Holly ‘s friends, and my acceptance of Holly ‘s broadening world, I was not quite prepared for the conversation that was about to happen:
I had finished my day’s work as an attorney early, and headed home. so we could practice cheer leading?” Holly slowly pulled the under- shirt over her head and let it drop to the floor at her feet.
