Chapter 5
"My mother would kill me," Dolly groaned, mouning the third and final flight of stairs with Steve.
"It's our little secret," Steve mumbled, feeling the scotch. He fumbled in his pocket for the keys, desperately trying to convince himself that he was drunk. Or why would he have maneuvered a gullible girl of eighteen to his apartment after three grasshoppers?
Dolly held her head while Steve opened the apartment door. "Gee, all those grasshoppers really got me!" she swooned. "I never drink that much."
Steve flung the door open and gestured for Dolly to enter. "This is home," he announced lightly. "Be it ever so humble and all that jazz." He reached in-side and flipped on the lightswitch.
Dolly froze. "You won't get me into trouble?" she asked. "You promised."
"And I promise ag
