17 Chapter 17

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She showers before deciding to slip between her winter sheets and drift off into a string of polite dreams. Under the shower’s warm spray, coating her chest with Ivory suds, she thinks of Shar again and the magical romance they are currently sharing. Rinsing the suds from her torso, she deems their relationship valuable, of course. A few more dates will occur, the titles of girlfriendswill follow, and just maybe, maybe, Shar will move in with Banter, or vice versa, whatever their future together may entail. And what will transpire after this arrangement? Who will ask whom to marry? Is Shar the type of woman to settle down like that? Banter thinks so. Shar is not of the old school. Like Lolita, she knows what she wants and goes for it.