Gale turned on the blender and was dancing to Eric Clapton"s Forever Man while her skimpy sundress swayed to the music with her hips. “Marie, I"m running out of tequila. Do you have any?”
Forever ManMarie came into the kitchen with a disgusted look on her face. “I"m trying to get dressed in the perfect outfit for tonight. And yes, there"s some Cabo Wabo in the cupboard by the refrigerator.”
“Whoa, Cabo Wabo? You have some expensive taste.” She found the tequila and poured it into the blender. “I think Sammy is absolutely gorgeous, don"t you?”
“Sammy who?” Marie absently fiddled with the tie on her khaki shorts and readjusted her strapless b*a for the fifth time.
Gale stopped the blender and stared at Marie. “Sammy who? Are you serious? Okay, you are definitely over thinking this evenin
