"Maybe she can teach you to last longer than three strokes." Don't listen to her," Brad said to Maggie. "I think I need a shower. After Chloe, I feel ...irty. You want to shower?" Yes." Well, there's no chance I can go back to sleep," came the voice of Kate on the bed. "We're leaving. Come on, Jake." She pulled the man beside her up and the two of them, stumbling and groggy, grabbed their clothes as they left the room."It's an informal household," Brad said."I noticed," Maggie answered.Maggie. “I’m glad she’s getting some sleep.”“We’ve probably got time for some errands before she wakes up.”“Errands to do what?” Julie asked.“Buy a speed boat and get some cell phones.”“A speed boat? That sounds like a lot of fun,” Julie said. “Can we go water skiing?”“I don’t see why not. The reason I want it is so that we can visit the Harrisons, but it makes sense to get one that we can have fun with, too. Do you want to come along to pick one out?”“You bet. Can Carol come, too?”“Of course. Have. "Shit, double shit. "All of the girls?" I asked."Well, the upper class girls and the girls in the Admin dorm," she said.I could understand the upper class girls. The juniors and seniors share a building but the Admin dorm? That sent alarms rushing through my brain. "The Admin dorm?"She looked chagrined. "Sylvia wants to get in the Admin dorm. Yeah, she decided she rather be, with those girls, if you know what I mean." Great, one time with me and the girl turns dyke. "She told us about it trying. The radio was playing the refrain of a Mary Chapin Carpenter song, I Take My Chances.Now I can cry until I laugh and laugh until I crySo cut the deck right in half, I'll play from either sideI take my chances, I pay my dollar and I place my betI take my chances, I take my chances every chance I getI take my chances, I don't cling to remorse or regretI take my chances, I take my chances every chance I getI take my chancesThe meaning of that refrain grabbed me even as I was wiping a tear from my.