"let me get a new shirt" she said and disappeared around the corner, "open the wine and put the pizza in, feel like a movie?" she yelled and i did bot....she came back and her outfit shocked me. short shorts and a wife beater and very little left to the imagination. we'd always been friends but it was hard to hide what i was thinking and she made sure to let me know she knew. she grabbed a couple of glasses and poured the wine and we settled onto the living room couch and talked for what seemed. "He laughed. I had missed hearing my brother's laugh."I'm sorry for calling you a loser," I apologized and meant it.He smiled at me. "It's ok. I was way out of line. I guess this divorce thing really got to me." Did you really love her that much?" I asked curiously.He looked down. "Not really. That's the weird part. I guess I just wanted it to last for some weird reason. I don't know. I know I make no sense."I nodded. "Makes perfect sense to me. I guess that's why I was so adamant on making. “So, okay, Mizz Haley – what do we talk about? School first? Or life?”“Bingo,” I said. “School’s gonna happen, one way or another. How’s life?”“Life is very good,” Lita smiled. “Yours? Being married at sixteen?”“Very much good,” I said. “I married the man that I loved.”“I did also. We have a good family.”I watched those dark brown eyes. Hers connected with mine. “Brindy and our Dave and me.”“I kinda saw that,” I said.“It is not usual. Many people think that three people, a man with two wives,. “Sexy? What’s sexy about dirty underwear? These aren’t even a good pair.” She said as she held her panties from the sides for her own inspection.At his point I was glad she wasn’t screaming at me anymore. “I guess it’s ‘cause they feel silky and soft. And they’re so, uh, ‘forbidden.’” I tried to explain.“But why the dirty ones?”“I dunno.” I replied sheepishly. “I suppose its ‘cause I like how they smell.”“EWWWWW gross! You sniff them???? Why?!”“Well, um, it’s because they smell like you… like.