You know I do. What’s more, the next time you have a few drinks you’ll be telling me to ring him again, you know you will.”“You’re just a fu...cking slut.”“And who wanted me to be a fucking slut? You did. You told me to dance with him, you asked him to stay after the party, you told me to take my knickers off for him. And I wasn’t the one with the fucking camera, either. Remember?”“Yeah, well it ain’t going to happen again. If you see him again I’ll divorce you.”“You’d better get the papers drawn. Yes, I said Idaho. Though she was surrendering some of her duties to Evania, Cassandra had decided to keep her official title of "personal assistant". It was easier than trying to become "wife #2" or something, and besides, Cassandra actually liked running my household. Taylor might have been the alpha female of the family, but Cassandra would continue being in charge of the staff. And there was simply no replacement for the knowledge she possessed of where to go and how to get it done, at. Do you think we could take a walk down Rodeo Drive?"The girls' eyes lit up at the mention of the shopping mecca."There is a Wally Walrus store up there," Rebecca said. "We could stop in and compare what we've got to what's there. Nora, did Erin show the picture she took of us in our swimsuits?"Nora rolled her eyes."I have handkerchiefs bigger," Nora said. "Mike, did you see it?"Mike shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief. He had been shown a picture of the first pool day that had only. Jen’s sister, Cody, is a year older than Jen. Of all the sisters, they are the closest, doing everything together as they grew up.Looking at the two standing side by side, they are so similar that sometimes it is hard to tell them apart. While we were dating, Jen and I had gone out with Cody and her husband several times, going to the movies, dancing or just out to dinner.Back then, when we went dancing, Cody and I would dance together while Jen and Greg danced. We all would usually drink.