Conforming Socially

She almost fit all the way now, Moses thought with a chuckle. Blonde hair, blue eyes, her alabaster skin finally yielding to a tan ...

"Almost just like those bitches from the PTA. Just need your asshole bleached," Moses said as Elizabeth raced by. She blushed.

"That's Wednesday actually." He chuckled, a deep baritone. "Are you sure you don't want to have tea with me and the ladies?"

"A bunch of crackers having tea in my house with my wife? No thank you," he chortled. "But you have yourself a good time. But come see me straight after."

"As you wish," Elizabeth said. "Well, it's show time."

"Good luck, baby. And remember, right after." Elizabeth nodded. He seemed pretty intent. She nodded jerkily. Moses disappeared into the bedroom, and she went downstairs.

"Julia, Allie, Cindy ... so good to see you ladies. I have the tea set up in the serving room ..."