“Very, you look hot enough to cook anybody’s eggs right now.” The words weren’t the most romantic I’d ever heard but the look in his eyes conveyed the message without a doubt. He dumped me for that stinking bitch,” I looked at Betsy, “and if he didn’t, he’ll wish he did.”
“What are you going to do?”
I hadn’t thought about that but her question triggered a fledgling plan of action. God dad, get a clue! I was floating when I went to find my mother, I was elated. We fell apart panting heavily. He gave the flowers to my mother and pinned the corsage on my dress strap, just above my left breast. I knew I had to confront Steve but I didn’t want too. Dad had demanded an itinerary from Steve because we had asked him if I could stay out late. “Diane? I’d seen three other erections in my life but looking at what Chuck had for me drove a diamond hard spike of desire directly to my quivering womb.
