Aimee was home when Karla arrived and already in her pajamas, which resembled something Mary Tyler Moore wore on the ancient d**k Van Dyke Show. Karla rolled her eyes. Even when alone her sister had her body buttoned up tight. “You know, you could at least wear just a tee-shirt or even a nightie. What's with the man's pajamas?"
Aimee just finished fixing herself a cup of hot tea in the kitchen and was in the middle of crossing the room when Karla entered the apartment. Hearing her sister's criticism, Aimee stopped and glanced down at her outfit. “What's wrong with my pajamas? They're comfortable."
“They're boring. They're also men's pajamas. At least wear something feminine."
Aimee shook her head. “Please. I'll wear whatever makes me comfortable. I'm not trying to seduce my sister or he
