Bradley. My brother owns a Jeep so he lets me drive it on the days he is not using it. But..,” The corners of her her red lipstick curved slightly d...wnwards,” that's not very often.”Frank ordered everyone to buckle up as he placed the key into the ignition and revved his Mustang. He proudly listened to the engine turning with smooth precision. Glancing over, he again took notice of Kelly, who was pulling the seat belt across her halter top. She moved the cream strap across her front where it. “He’s here then,” Sharon said with a slight hint of an excited teenage girl.“And very keen to see you too, he is,” Caz said.The house seemed larger on the inside than it did on the out. Rooms speared off on either side of the long hallway and the voices of the guests reverberated towards her. “How many people are here?” a clearly nervous Sharon asked.Caz ushered her into a front room that was essentially a large wardrobe, “You’ll find out in any minute,” she chuckled, “My, you’re still as. I realized Harper had been talking to me when she said, “Do you have a Speedo?”“Uh ... no,” I said, already off balance.“Do you wear boxers or briefs?” was her next question.“Harper!” came her mother’s warning voice.“I need to know, Mother,” said the girl, without looking at her chastising parent. She looked at me instead.“Briefs,” I said, quietly.“Then I want you to wear briefs when we do this. Your smallest pair, okay?”“Okay,” I said, faintly. “I was thinking running shorts.”“Briefs,” she. Yes - NO!" She spoke the last word loudly. Her hand shotup to cover her mouth, and she lay quiet, almost holding her breath,waiting for Lylah to say something.Instead, all she heard was the other woman's gentle snoring."Close," she whispered, giving a long sigh of relief. 'Ritter's allbut got _me_ hooked,' she told herself. 'If I'm _ever_ going to dealwith him on _my_ terms, I'd better strike now. Yes, tomorrow's -today's - the day I ask him for that favor. He's all but got me - andwhy.