Chapter 6
Her blonde hair hung loose, and her black pants were wide-legged, but fit her slim hips just right. Her ribbed, yellow tank molded her boobs nicely, but they were covered by a black cardigan.
"I wasn't expecting this," she said as she strolled around with wonder on her visage as she took in my apartment.
"Damn, was I that much of a chad that you expected a bachelor's pad?" I asked.
She affected her patented deadpan expression, winked, and said, "Yessiree," which made me chuckle. Her southern sayings were too cute, though I couldn't tell her that, or else she'd stop.
"Blame the look of this place on summer vacations. Dad took us to Massachusetts when we were kids, and it was some of the best times of my life."
Carol Lynne walked over to the window and said, "Sarah used to ta
