“Vee lowered her lashes and smiled wickedly. "This class isn't going to teach me anything I don't already know.""Vee? As in virgin?""Not so loud." She winked just as the bell rang, sending us both to our seats, which were side by side at our shared table.”

“Put the damn measuring tape away," Vee ordered. "I already know my size. I don't need reminding.”

“There was no sign of Jules.“Bad news,” said Elliot. “The man is sick. You’re going to have to settle for me.”“Sick?” Vee demanded. “How sick? What kind of excuse is sick?”“Sick as in it’s coming out both ends.”Vee scrunched her nose. “Too much information.”

“Class was like watered down porn today." Vee said”

“Okay, calm down, we'll pay,"said Vee, reaching into her back pocket. She stuffed a wad of cash into the bowl, but it was dark and I couldn´t tell how much. "You owe me big-time," she told me. "You're supposed to let me count the money first," Marcie said, digging through the bowl, trying to recapture Vee´s donation. "I just assumed twenty was too high for you to count," Vee said. "My apologies." Marcie's eyes went slitty again, then she turned on her heel and carted the bowl back into the house. "How much did you give her?" I asked Vee. "I didn't. I tossed in a condom." I lifted my eyebrows."Since when do you carry condoms?""I picked one up off the lawn on our way up the walk. Who knows, maybe Marcie'll use it. Then I'll have done my part to keep her genetic material out of the gene pool.”

“It isn't about love," Vee said. "It's about fun.”