Devan
“I like the dress," Marilyn says, lying on my bed.
I stand before my full-length mirror and pitch right and left. The long skirt flows near my ankles where I'm wearing gold sandals with rhinestones. This dress is light green and unlike the one the other night, it has a more complete bodice, allowing me to wear a bra. “He didn't say how to dress."
Jill's eyebrows dance. “Because he wants you undressed."
“He said dinner," I remind my friends.
Jill sits straight. “Have I told you about the time Todd said we were going to dinner, but he didn't tell me that he was the one who would be eating."
“Yes," Marilyn and I say in unison.
“Oh." She pouts. “Sorry, with all this Justin talk, I'm missing Todd."
“When is he getting back from that conference in Atlanta?" Marilyn asks.
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