"Oh, you're too much," he told him, "you really are."
"No," he said, "I'm just being frank and honest."
"Alright," he agreed. "I'll tell my wife that you are agreeable to the idea. I'm sure you consider it a major triumph, and she will fly the women's liberation flag all week."
"Do they have a flag?" Harry asked with a chuckle.
"You bet your ass they do," he said. "The white flag of surrender."
"Well, you will enjoy my wife. She does some novel things and she's quite a sexpot if you don't mind my saying so."
"Very true," he agreed. "My wife and I very complete s****l relationship."
The more he talked about it, the more he realized the situation he was in.
"Well," he shrugged, "I guess that to change with the times it's hard, because I never thought I'd have to share her."
"But she
