"You"re going on a date?"
"It"s not a date." Elayne tossed aside the skirt she"d picked up. It"s what she wore when she wanted guys to buy her a drink. It never failed. It was far from the school guidance counselor look of skirts that went below the knee at the bottom and provided space for a prim blouse to be tucked into the top.
No, this skirt molded to her backside, leaving lots of space to take hold of the imagination. Meaning it made men hope, wonder, and pray. It also stopped way above her knees, just shy of mid-thigh. If she wore this, Aldo might think he had a prayer of a chance to…
To what? He"d already managed to get his ring on her finger. Was he expecting that to gain him access to full marital rights?
Elayne scoffed at the thought. Well, she opened her mouth to make a scof
