“How do I look at her?"Mason laughs. "Like you're a starving dog and she's wearing a skirt made of meat.”

“I like a woman with meat on her bones." She laughed. "My hips express their deepest appreciation, Major Winslow.”

“living with a teenage daughter is like living with the Taliban a mum is not allowed to laugh, sing, dance or wear short skirts”

“Morley laughed. "You're trying to make me Amelie." "Goodness, no. You'd look terrible in a skirt.”

“My eyes pop out when I catch a glimpse of how much leg she's showing. She's wearing her shortest mini skirt, the one that drives me crazy. Her legs look about a mile long as she crosses them and bobs her foot in time with the cafe's background music.She's really trying to kill me, isn't she?”

“She looked for the deposition transcript she had dropped, she turned around and——the entire audience in the galley cried out in shock.Unbeknownst to Payton, when she had fallen her skirt—those damn slim-fit skirts she liked so much—had torn at the seam and now gaped open, and sweet Jesus, she was wearing a thong and two tiny white butt cheeks peeked out from between the folds of her skirt—J.D.’s jaw nearly hit the floor.”