Strangelove’s

“OK,” Traci said after considering her options, “I guess we could go back to the bar.”

Kelly grinned broadly. “Ha! There might be some hope for you yet, girl.”

Before Traci could reply, Kelly was already in motion. She still hadn’t bothered to put any clothes up in her closet, so she was rummaging through her suitcases. Various articles of clothing quickly piled up on the bed as Kelly first inspected, then discarded them. Finally she decided on an outfit she was satisfied with, a scandalously short strapless red dress.

Then her gaze turned to Traci.