I wasn't sure what I thought of them. They definitely what I thought whenI heard shorts and a T-shirt. And yet they weren't as bad as they couldhave b...en, either. There was a bright shiny flourescent green pair ofspandex shorts, a matching tank-top undershirt, and a T-shirt to go ontop. I knew that I couldn't get away with asking for a different outfit. Iimagined that Mom would be extremely disappointed if I complained orrefused to put the outfit on, and might even punish me somehow. I. He didn't even realize that he got a boner. He quickly hides it by pulling it underwater. Sacara's cheeks flush red in embarrassment but she keeps her eyes locked on his waist. Shit, that's nothing he wanted her to see. He hopes this doesn't make things weird, he wouldn't want to lose his only real friend.Then she surprises him, “Can I see it?”“It?”“Your … eh … penis,” she says, “I haven’t seen one in a while. And … eh” “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”Sacara smiles like she just found her. "Yeah, good to see you too," he snorted. "I see your wife managed to arrange the seating so that Chief Pasiak and his wife will be sitting at your table again." Really? I hadn't noticed," I said.Actually I knew that the chief would be at our table because Carrie always sat him with us, but she didn't do it to help my career, she did it because she and Mrs. Pasiak had become close friends while working together on a lot of charity boards. I must say that it pleased me to know that the seating. She and Lauren were cleaning her house, Heather’s house.“Like I’ve said before, it’s something we have to do,” replied her friend.Ever since Heather had moved in permanently with the Grahams, the Mackenzie house had been up for sale. For the first several weeks she and Lauren had raided the house for appliances and Heather’s belongings, picking and choosing items to move across to Heather’s new home. The lawyers and Peter’s real estate company had already listed the home, though neither thought.