...look what we found...LOOK!A zippered closet bag. Inside, through the heavy velvet cover, a tiny green beaded gown. A little note card attached in e...xquisite fountain pen script: Mme. Piaf. 1948. Oscar. THAT'S what the note on the bag said."She was tiny, like you, with big boobs. This gown might just fit..."Oh my god. Never in my life. It took a lot to get me to shut up, but this was one of those moments. Before the night was over, I had several. Judy got behind me, got me to lean forward and. I often overheard her politely decline their requests for a date.Sally McCall caught up with me between classes on Monday of our third week of school."Are you going to the game Friday night, Mickey?" I don't think so. I have to get up early on Saturday morning." Oh," she said, feigning a frown. "I'm having a party on Saturday afternoon. I hope you can come." I work until three." That's okay," she said, smiling as she waved goodbye.As usual, we had to wait for Jane to let the guy who had walked. I threw on a robe and went downstairs where she was making breakfast, naked. She said " If we are going to pretend to be married, I'll at least cook for you." I said "You can cook too?"I threw off my robe and sat in a chair as she served b'fest.Then, we cleaned up and headed back upstairs. Had a couple of more times in the sack. We also took down the bedding which went into the washer and dryer to remove, ahem "evidence". I told her "I could get used to this on a permanent basis, If only we. ”I chuckled and grinned at her. “You have nothing to be jealous about,” I assured her. “What I mostly wanted to talk to you about was whether this doctor has a good reputation out there and whether you’ll be coming with me on the trip.”“I’ll ask Mom and get back to you,” she said, turning serious with me, “and of course, I’m going with you. You’d be totally lost without me in LA.” She bit her lip and looked genuinely upset about something.“What’s up?” I asked, concerned. “All of a sudden, you.