33When Kate arrived at Harry’s house the following afternoon, she found Sasha swimming with the tall skinny dude in Harry’s pool, sans clothing, in perfect accordance with Harry’s house rules.
He’s not skinny, Kate observed, just lean. She offered to order in supper, but Kenton had to get back to Santa Cruz.
Still obsessing over Jezebel’s free trip to Paris, she wasn’t really in the mood for a “talk” with Sasha after he left, but that didn’t stop Sash.
“I hope you’re satisfied, Mom.”
“With?”
“With setting a new county record for sleeping around.”
“Sash, that’s not fair, especially coming from you. You’re the one who brought home that book last fall from Miss Little’s sexuality class.”
“What book?” Sasha barked.
“Polyamory for Me and You. And You. And You. That book, remember? The o
